Standard (EADGBE)

= 446654

= 244222

= 464544

Intro

| | | 4x

Thin December air is like the dry ice smoke

  You will come to your senses or inhale and choke

  My IQ allows me to brush you aside

  You are zeros and ones, you're wrong when I'm right

Now the tyrant is dead

  and his lady is free

I am going ahead

  with the reinvention of me

Now the king lies here dead

Now the king lies here dead

It's not as wet as the rain, or as cold as the snow

  drives him in hard to the sane and the simple soul

  I take a charge at my chance, you know how it is

  let go of my hand, you know how it is

Now the tyrant is dead

  and his lady is free

I am going ahead

  with the reinvention of me

And my IQ allows me, to brush you aside

Solo

| | | 3x

Now the tyrant is dead

  and his lady is free

I am going ahead

  with the reinvention of me

Now the tyrant is dead

  and his lady is free

I am going ahead

  with the reinvention of me

Now the king lies here dead

Now the king lies here dead

Outro