Вступление: Bm D A E

Куплет 1:
Bm             A             D
  I'm waking up to ash and dust
              E
  I wipe my brow and sweat my rust
   Bm             A                  
  I'm breathing in the chemicals
   Bm              A
  I'm breaking in and shaping up
           D               E
  Then checking out on the prison bus
Bm      D          A         E
  This is it the apocalypse

Припев:
             Bm
  I'm waking up
            D
  I feel it in my bones
     A            E
  Enough to make my systems grow
  Bm
  Welcome to the new age
 D
  To the new age
  A
  Welcome to the new age
 E
  To the new age
Bm  D       A
       I'm radioactive
   E    
  Radioactive

Bm  D       A
       I'm radioactive
   E    
  Radioactive

Куплет 2:
  I raise my flag and don my clothes
  It's a revolution I suppose
  We're painted red to fit right in
  I'm breaking in and shaping up
  Then checking out on the prison bus
  This is it, the apocalypse

Припев:
  I'm waking up
  I feel it in my bones
  Enough to make my systems grow
  Welcome to the new age
  To the new age
  Welcome to the new age
  To the new age
  I'm radioactive
  Radioactive
  I'm radioactive
  Radioactive

Бридж:
  All systems go
  Sun hasn't died
  Deep in my bones
  Straight from inside 

 Am          C            G
I'm waking up to ash and dust
          D                    Am
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
             C               G    D
I'm breathing in the chemicals
Am          C            G                 D
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
Am        C              G    
This is it, the apocalypse
G
Whoa

D              Am             C
   I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
G                  D
Enough to make my systems grow
Am                     C
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
G                      D
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Am   C     G                D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am   C     G                D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive


Am           C            G
I raise my flags, don my clothes
          D                    Am
It's a revolution, I suppose
              C                  G
We're painted red to fit right in
G
Whoa
Am          C            G                 D
I'm breaking in, shaping up, then checking out on the prison bus
Am        C              G    
This is it, the apocalypse
G
Whoa

D              Am             C
   I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
G                  D
Enough to make my systems grow
Am                     C
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
G                      D
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Am   C     G                D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am   C     G                D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive

*Single Strum*

Am*         C*  G*          D*
All systems go, sun hasn't died
Am*         C*    G*            D*
Deep in my bones, straight from inside

D              Am             C
   I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones
G                  D
Enough to make my systems grow
Am                     C
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
G                      D
Welcome to the new age, to the new age
Am   C     G                D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
Am   C     G                D
Whoa, whoa, I'm radioactive, radioactive
 

 Intro: Bm7 Bm7add11 | D6 D6add9 | A6sus2 | Bm7 Bm7add11  } 3 times
       Bm7add11 | Bm7add11 | Bm7add11 | Bm7add11

Bm         D             A
I’m waking up to ash and dust;
          E                   Bm
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust.
              D            A
I’m breathing in the chemicals.
(Gasping inhale… …exhale.)

Bm  Bm7      D      Dadd9   A
I’m breaking in and shaping up,
         A6   E                 E7 Bm
Then checking out on the prison bus.
Bm7     D       Dadd9 A
This is it, the Apocalypse.
      Bm
Whoa, whoa.

Chorus:
                Bm            D
     I’m waking up. I feel it in my bones,
      A                E
     Enough to make my systems blow.
     Bm                    D
     Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
     A                     E/G#          Bm
     Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
             D          A           E
     Whoa, oh. Whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive.
   Bm        D          A           Bm
     Whoa, oh. Whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive.

Bm Bm7     D        Dadd9  A
I raise my flag and dye my clothes.
       A6  E         E7 Bm
It’s a revolution, I suppose.
      Bm7     D      Dadd9     A
We’re painted red to fit right in.
    Bm
Whoa, whoa.

Bm  Bm7      D      Dadd9   A
I’m breaking in and shaping up,
         A6   E                 E7 Bm
Then checking out on the prison bus.
Bm7     D       Dadd9 A
This is it, the Apocalypse.
      Bm
Whoa, whoa.

Chorus:
                Bm            D
     I’m waking up. I feel it in my bones,
      A                E
     Enough to make my systems blow.
     Bm                    D
     Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
     A                     E/G#          Bm
     Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
             D          A           E
     Whoa, oh. Whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive.
   Bm        D          A           Bm
     Whoa, oh. Whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive.

Bridge:
   Bm          Dmaj    A          E
   All systems go; the sun hasn’t died.
   Bm
   Deep in my bones, straight from inside…

Chorus:
                Bm            D
     I’m waking up. I feel it in my bones,
      A                E
     Enough to make my systems blow.
     Bm                    D
     Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
     A                     E/G#          Bm
     Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
             D          A           E
     Whoa, oh. Whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive.
   Bm        D          A           Bm
     Whoa, oh. Whoa, I’m radioactive, radioactive.