Belly Of The Lion

D - G D Dance the dance we call living and dying G in the valley of the city in the belly of the lion A Em We work all week long, all week long D You can lose your soul in the concrete riverbeds G Rolling with the flow of the currents of the walking deads A Em Five o'clock comes and you're a rolling stone G Days like these we got nothing to sing about A Days like these I don't know what I think about Em G Day like these who would have known Em Days like these I got nothing to sing about G Days like these I don't know what I think about D A D Days like these who would have known D Listen to the rhythm of the pawn shop shore G Its got you falling off your hinges like that old screen porch A D It's the interstate slipping in your pores again D You can ride the vein from the corner store to Amsterdam G You can bleed the train from the courthouse to the Vatican A Em But Friday she's a ghost and gonna slip right through your hands, again