Blame Game

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Chris Stills

Chris Stills (born April 19, 1974 in Boulder, Colorado) is a musician and actor. He is the son of American rock musician Stephen Stills and French singer-songwriter Véronique Sanson. He has played with both his father and his mother.When Chris was a child, his mother taught him how to play the piano, and though he also played drums, it wasn't until Chris was 12 that he picked up the guitar. On the road with Crosby, Stills, & Nash one day, one of the band's guitar techs put a spare guitar in the young Stills' hands. Upon learning some simple chords and a song, Chris was hooked. His parents divorced in 1978, and at 13 he went to live with his mother in Paris. He attended the American School of Paris while there, and at 16 Chris wrote his first song, "If I Were … more »

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Take a look back, what hell went wrong? 
20/20 vision in a rear view mirror	
Never in my lifetime did I ever fear
That the land of the free 
Would elect a bigot fascist leader

Today, I'm blaming it all on you 
Today babe, I'm blaming it all on you 

Take a good long look at 
The bottle of brown 
Don't give a f*ck what kind 
Cause I ain't turning it down 
A little bit of reprieve 
Some time to lick my wounds 
Cause today babe I’m blaming it all on you

It's a blame game, shame game, hate game 
I don't ever wanna see your face again game 
A nation divided, god damn, 
Life never seemed so cruel 
But today babe, I'm blaming it all on you

Misogynistic bigots pigs and racist goons 
Coming outta the shadows and digging in their heels 
Given all the approval from the number one fool 
In the highest office of the land 
It just don't seem real

Today, I’m blaming it all on you 
But today, I'm blaming it all on!
Take a good long look at 
The bottle of brown 
Don't give a f*ck what kind 
Cause I ain't turning it down 
Need a little reprieve 
Some time to lick my wounds 
Cause today babe you leave me with nothing to loose
And it's a blame game, shame game, hate game 
I don't ever wanna see your face again game 
Living with this broken heart life never seemed so cruel 
But today babe, I’m blaming it all on you

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