The Chords are fit for the hole song!!! This is only a test of the emergency broadcast system This is the product of hysterical mass confusion A ship of fools adrift on the winds of our pollution Rudderless and powerless in the sea of our delusion We're all alone Hoping one day soon someone will save us from ourselves Secretly all knowing that as far as we can tell The world has a hungry parasite that is called the human race And we're powerless to stop it we're resigned to our own fate A (guitaretab.com)