E
I've been writing a letter to my lover
Asus
Sayin' we must always be friends
E
And you know I'll never love another
Asus
The way that I love you
CHORUS
Asus E
I speak of you as one who knows
Asus E
The way that the muse wind blows
Asus
In the cold April nights
Asus
In a village of delights
E
I may hold another man's hand
Asus E
Another man's hand
VERSE
I've been writing a letter to the gardener
Sayin' the plants are just to tall
And soon they will want to take over
And ask us a terrible price
CHORUS
They have a secret scheme
To establish a new carbon regime
When I'm crawling round at night
They scratch and they bite
And they come out of the ground
Out of the ground
VERSE
I've been writing a letter to my children
Sayin' Daddies working hard
I've still not saved up to a million
The cost of living is severe
CHORUS
They write back with pictures and stories
Words I don't understand
Don't write before you can read
Tell 'em the plants are trying to breed
I know your mother's to blame
Your mother in name
Letters with a long arm by thejackstaffordfoundation
Thursday, 31 December 2009
Thursday, 17 December 2009
Nick Helderman and the Immortals
Chords throughout: A / G#m / D / E
Bpm: 148
VERSE
From the frozen North, to the deserts of the South
Across the oceans West, and mountains to the East
They all come to dance, and laugh and jump and sing
And perform in front of him, ‘cos
CHORUS:
Nick Helderman
Can make you immortal
If he snaps and it's his will
He can make time stand still
VERSE
He can make the prints, many many times
Give you a hundred faces, and millions of eyes
And make you very wide, and stand out very tall
On children’s bedroom walls, ‘cos
CHORUS:
Nick Helderman
Can make you multiply
If he snaps and it's his will
He can copy you until
VERSE
Every where you look, there’s a picture of your face
CHORUS:
Nick Helderman
Can make you multiply
If he snaps and it's his will
He can copy you until
VERSE
Every where you look, there’s a picture of your face
Send your image out, even into space
And soon you will be known, and you can be seen
And soon you will be known, and you can be seen
In places you haven't been, ‘cos
CHORUS:
Nick Helderman
Can help you travel
If he snaps and it's his will
You could end up in Brazil
CHORUS:
Nick Helderman
Can help you travel
If he snaps and it's his will
You could end up in Brazil
MIDDLE (A – E – G#m – E)
All this power in one man
Too much power for one man
OUTRO x10
Nick Helderman
And the immortals
Everybody go long
Everybody lives on
OUTRO x10
Nick Helderman
And the immortals
Everybody go long
Everybody lives on
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
The waiting game
VERSE
G D
I’ve been playing the waiting game
C G
For so long that I don’t know how to roll
Watching this thing play out from somewhere up there
And I forgot to take the remote control
BRIDGE
C G
I’ve been building on this feeling so long
D G
That I think it’s bigger than me
And I don’t know what I’d do if it’s gone
No point in carrying on (three taps)
CHORUS
(High) C D
I’m waiting for the moment, at the end of the night
That one perfect moment, when everything’s right
I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
VERSE
But at least I have the hope now
With in every detail and it’s perfect as it is,
It gets me up in the morning
It’s the vision I run to
It’s what I see when I go to sleep
BRIDGE
Cos if it don’t work out, the answers no
I’d be ten times worse off than before
Hope would be a terrible memory to have
Still one way or the other I’m a fool for waiting
CHORUS
So I’m holding for the moment, at the end of the night
That one perfect moment, man it has to be right
I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
MIDDLE
G Am
If there’s a lesson I should leave
C G
It’s don’t wait to think, tune your impulses to act first
Because if you wait without a taste and it builds up inside
There’s no taste that can quench such thirst
Fool for waiting
CHORUS
You don’t need that perfect moment, at the end of night
They’re all perfect moments, it doesn’t need to be right
Still I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
There is no perfect moment, no end to this night
That one perfect moment, won’t even be right
Still I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
I’ve been playing the waiting game
C G
For so long that I don’t know how to roll
Watching this thing play out from somewhere up there
And I forgot to take the remote control
BRIDGE
C G
I’ve been building on this feeling so long
D G
That I think it’s bigger than me
And I don’t know what I’d do if it’s gone
No point in carrying on (three taps)
CHORUS
(High) C D
I’m waiting for the moment, at the end of the night
That one perfect moment, when everything’s right
I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
VERSE
But at least I have the hope now
With in every detail and it’s perfect as it is,
It gets me up in the morning
It’s the vision I run to
It’s what I see when I go to sleep
BRIDGE
Cos if it don’t work out, the answers no
I’d be ten times worse off than before
Hope would be a terrible memory to have
Still one way or the other I’m a fool for waiting
CHORUS
So I’m holding for the moment, at the end of the night
That one perfect moment, man it has to be right
I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
MIDDLE
G Am
If there’s a lesson I should leave
C G
It’s don’t wait to think, tune your impulses to act first
Because if you wait without a taste and it builds up inside
There’s no taste that can quench such thirst
Fool for waiting
CHORUS
You don’t need that perfect moment, at the end of night
They’re all perfect moments, it doesn’t need to be right
Still I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
There is no perfect moment, no end to this night
That one perfect moment, won’t even be right
Still I’m holding for the last dance, my very last chance
Sunday, 22 November 2009
The searcher
VERSE
C
I was once
Am
A restless soul
C
Obsessive and needy and greedy
Am
No self-control
F
Always pushing through for another door
G
But I'm not a searcher, anymore
VERSE
I used to hunt
For that perfect someone
The perfect eyes, the perfect laugh
What we'd become
And it would be clear that it was me they'd adore
I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I used to work
Work was everything
Pushing harder, must do more
But always missing out something
Yes I was a maniac I'm sure
But I'm not a searcher anymore
MIDDLE
Am
It took a lifetime
F
Of desperate quests
Am
Of soaring hope
C
And failed tests
Am
To finally see, that no one completes me
F
I was already whole and full before
G
I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I used to pray
To a higher power
I begged for luck, begged for fortune
That he could empower
And that he would be merciful, I would implore
But I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I followed teachers
I thought wiser than me
They'd guide me along, give me the answers
How best to be
That they could show me, what life was for
But I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I've searched for hope, happiness and health
I've searched for fame, fortune and wealth
I've searched for love, truth and ideas
I've searched for things as they disappeared
VERSE
But I'm not a searcher anymore
I'm not a searcher anymore
I'm not a searcher
I'm not a searcher
Note: the lyrics might sound a bit corny but I was watching La Vie en Rose last night and waiting for "Non, je ne regrette rien" which only came at the end. And it reminded me of My Way and there was so much similarity between the two. 60s songs. Orchestra and harp. Sung by singers about to retire after a lifetime of excess. (Powerful songs and I thought I'd like to have one I really belt out like that. The loud singing goes down well in bars. Particularly from girls who have power and technique but nothing to say.)
I don't have a melody for it yet, and it will have to wait until I have a voice old enough to sing it (and it's actually true).
It's also the angle I've been looking for to talk about religion. The frontal approach is too abrubt. It sounds like a pro-religious song until the end. I like grouping religion, alcohol, love, money and false prophets together as sins.
C
I was once
Am
A restless soul
C
Obsessive and needy and greedy
Am
No self-control
F
Always pushing through for another door
G
But I'm not a searcher, anymore
VERSE
I used to hunt
For that perfect someone
The perfect eyes, the perfect laugh
What we'd become
And it would be clear that it was me they'd adore
I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I used to work
Work was everything
Pushing harder, must do more
But always missing out something
Yes I was a maniac I'm sure
But I'm not a searcher anymore
MIDDLE
Am
It took a lifetime
F
Of desperate quests
Am
Of soaring hope
C
And failed tests
Am
To finally see, that no one completes me
F
I was already whole and full before
G
I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I used to pray
To a higher power
I begged for luck, begged for fortune
That he could empower
And that he would be merciful, I would implore
But I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I followed teachers
I thought wiser than me
They'd guide me along, give me the answers
How best to be
That they could show me, what life was for
But I'm not a searcher anymore
VERSE
I've searched for hope, happiness and health
I've searched for fame, fortune and wealth
I've searched for love, truth and ideas
I've searched for things as they disappeared
VERSE
But I'm not a searcher anymore
I'm not a searcher anymore
I'm not a searcher
I'm not a searcher
Note: the lyrics might sound a bit corny but I was watching La Vie en Rose last night and waiting for "Non, je ne regrette rien" which only came at the end. And it reminded me of My Way and there was so much similarity between the two. 60s songs. Orchestra and harp. Sung by singers about to retire after a lifetime of excess. (Powerful songs and I thought I'd like to have one I really belt out like that. The loud singing goes down well in bars. Particularly from girls who have power and technique but nothing to say.)
I don't have a melody for it yet, and it will have to wait until I have a voice old enough to sing it (and it's actually true).
It's also the angle I've been looking for to talk about religion. The frontal approach is too abrubt. It sounds like a pro-religious song until the end. I like grouping religion, alcohol, love, money and false prophets together as sins.
Saturday, 21 November 2009
I own this house
G
Well I might look quiet and I might look sweet
C
The cutest toddler you're ever going to meet
G D
With a smile to burn a hole through the coldest hearts
But in my home you'll see a different scene
Where I enforce my own special regime
With the same tactics they use in the CIA
My favourite weapon is sleep deprivation
It messes with their mind and their sense of perception
Soon they'll give me all the things I crave
After two months of riding without any rest
They'll be ready for the final flex
I'll finish them off one night with a primal scream
CHORUS
G
I own this house
C
I own this house
D
I own this house
G
I own this house
I'm three foot tall and barely two
But I decide what we get to do
It's my world and they only live her
They're doomed to fail cos they play clean
I'm not to proud to be truly mean
I use piss and shit and food and I spread it around
They drive me to day care, I drive them to drink
You can take a kid to pre-school but you can’t make him think
I know enough words to make them jump through hoops
Still they're trying to teach me make me grow up fast
I’m in no hurry gonna make this last
You know you’ve got it made when there's people to wipe your arse
CHORUS
[Lead]
Sometimes they try and up the game
Take me out of my royal domain
But I got more tricks than you've got time to learn
Cruising along at 40,000 feet
200 people within ear reach
For the next nine hours, no one’s gonna sleep
CHORUS
I own this plane x4
The only thing that sours my fun
Is the thought that one day my time might come
When they’re Grandparents now their lot is mine
They’ll see me covered in a little guy’s shit
Pinning him down when he’s throwing a fit
And look over with a smile brewed 30 years
CHORUS
Who owns this house? X4
Well I might look quiet and I might look sweet
C
The cutest toddler you're ever going to meet
G D
With a smile to burn a hole through the coldest hearts
But in my home you'll see a different scene
Where I enforce my own special regime
With the same tactics they use in the CIA
My favourite weapon is sleep deprivation
It messes with their mind and their sense of perception
Soon they'll give me all the things I crave
After two months of riding without any rest
They'll be ready for the final flex
I'll finish them off one night with a primal scream
CHORUS
G
I own this house
C
I own this house
D
I own this house
G
I own this house
I'm three foot tall and barely two
But I decide what we get to do
It's my world and they only live her
They're doomed to fail cos they play clean
I'm not to proud to be truly mean
I use piss and shit and food and I spread it around
They drive me to day care, I drive them to drink
You can take a kid to pre-school but you can’t make him think
I know enough words to make them jump through hoops
Still they're trying to teach me make me grow up fast
I’m in no hurry gonna make this last
You know you’ve got it made when there's people to wipe your arse
CHORUS
[Lead]
Sometimes they try and up the game
Take me out of my royal domain
But I got more tricks than you've got time to learn
Cruising along at 40,000 feet
200 people within ear reach
For the next nine hours, no one’s gonna sleep
CHORUS
I own this plane x4
The only thing that sours my fun
Is the thought that one day my time might come
When they’re Grandparents now their lot is mine
They’ll see me covered in a little guy’s shit
Pinning him down when he’s throwing a fit
And look over with a smile brewed 30 years
CHORUS
Who owns this house? X4
T-Rexmas: JSF's 2009 Christmas Album
All songs by Mr Marc Bolan.
DREAMY LADY - C
C Em Am C
C Em Am G D/F*
O dreamy lady
Won't you come
To my bed
Night is the right time
To get acquainted
With my head
In my bed
Star light is shinning
Silver baby hold me tight
Moon beams are twining
In the portals of my sight
You're so right
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
O dreamy lady
Won't you come
To my bed
Night is the right time
To get acquainted
With my head
In my bed
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
Oh dreamy lady
FOXY BOY - C
C – F – C – G – C – F – Am (F – G)
Girl won't you move close to me
Take me in your arms and groove me
Girl don't you ever miss a date
With your Foxy Boy
Girl won't you move close to me
Take me in your arms and groove me
Girl don't you ever miss a date
With your Foxy Boy
Am – Em – Am – Em – G
The nights are long
And my love grows strong
As I work all day
I dream a song
With words of love
You captured my soul
As we reached to hold
My heart you stole
CHORUS x2
With each dawn men are history born
A summer romance, a winter storm
My disco love that was destined to be
You kissed me hard, by a soulless sea
CHORUS x3
OVER THE FLATS - C
C – Am – F – G
I was dragged here from my old place
Turned from my old gang
Given a new face
My old man loved it
He had his garden
He had his papadoms
But my reputations gone
CHORUS
Flats, over the flats over the flats over the flats
I miss my friend called pete
He always looked so neat
He had those dancin feet
How will we ever meet
CHORUS
The chicks I used to know
Will never see me grow
Will never grasp my hand
When I’m a fighting man
CHORUS
Here no-one knows my name
People all look the same
I walk unnoted steps
They don't know my rep
CHORUS
Well I was born to move
With fire in my shoes
I’m an unnoticed boy
Just future’s toy
CHORUS x2
I’m just gone
RIDE A WHITE SWAN - E
E – A – E - B
Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe can't go wrong
Catch a bright star and a place it on your fore-head
Say a few spells and baby, there you go
Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know, oh
{LEAD}
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, baby can't go wrong
Da-da-da-di-di-da, da-da-da-di-di-da ....
20th CENTURY BABY - F
F Dm
The highlight of my life was meeting you
F C
That windy autumn day at Malibu
Bf
Your diamond eyes that shine
F
The rubies of your mind
C Bf F
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
Love comes but once to men, the wise men say
I knew that must be true, that L.A. day
Your face was heaven sent
My mind red hot to rent
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
Doo-doo-doo-do-
Doo-doo-doo-do-
Your face was heaven sent
My mind red hot to rent
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
The highlight of my life was meeting you
That windy autumn day at Malibu
Your diamond eyes that shine
The rubies of your mind
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
Your diamond eyes that shine
The rubies of your mind
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
HOT LOVE - G
G – G – G – C – Am – G
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
D – C – G
I don't mean to be bold, a-but a-may I hold your hand?
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm a labourer of love in my persian gloves - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha
Take it down easy
Ow - ow - mh
[Lead]
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, oh don't you do ...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, lay it all down...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, jetzt kommt sie doch, mh ....
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, mm-ba-ba-ba ....
LIFE’S A GAS - G
G Fill 1
I could have love you girl like a planet
G D Dsus4 D
I could have chained your heart to a star
C Am D
But it really doesn't matter at all
C Am D
No, it really doesn't matter at all
G
Life's a gas
G Fill 1
I could have built a house in the ocean
G D Dsus4 D
I could have placed our love in the sky
C Am D
But it really doesn't matter at all
C Am D
No, it really doesn't matter at all
G
Life's a gas
G Fill 1
I could have turned you into a priestess
G D Dsus4 D
I could have burned your faith in the sand
But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas
But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas, I hope it’s going to last
[Lead]
But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas
SOUL OF MY SUIT - G
G – C –D
Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled my love out by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh no
You ravished the runes of my tunes
You put on the gloves of my loves
But you're not a bad girl - oh no
Rock and rolled it even strolled it, baby
Rock and rolled it, yeah
Rock and rolled it even strolled it, baby
Rock and rolled it, yeah, ooh
[Lead]
Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled out my love by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh noooo
[Lead]
I love you, yeah x6
CHRISTMAS BOP – Bf
Bf – G#m – E – F#
Christmas
T. Rexmas
Christmas
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah
Hey baby lend me your ear
Christmas time is drawing near
Get out your silk jeans
And your space shoes
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news
CHORUS
Chrsitmas, here come the fun
Christmas, we're gonna have some fun
Christmas, gonna dance till we drop
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop
Yeah Christmas, summer's gone and snow's fallen down
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong
With dressing sweet while I'm singing my song
CHORUS
[Lead]
Christmas Hey baby, lend me your ear
Christmas time is drawing near
Get on your silk jeans
And your space shoes
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news
Yeah Christmas, summer's gone and snow's fallen down
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong
With dressing sweet while I'm singing my song
Christmas
T. Rexmas
Christmas
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah
[repeat Chorus to fade]
DREAMY LADY - C
C Em Am C
C Em Am G D/F*
O dreamy lady
Won't you come
To my bed
Night is the right time
To get acquainted
With my head
In my bed
Star light is shinning
Silver baby hold me tight
Moon beams are twining
In the portals of my sight
You're so right
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
O dreamy lady
Won't you come
To my bed
Night is the right time
To get acquainted
With my head
In my bed
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
Na, na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Will you still love me
Oh dreamy lady
FOXY BOY - C
C – F – C – G – C – F – Am (F – G)
Girl won't you move close to me
Take me in your arms and groove me
Girl don't you ever miss a date
With your Foxy Boy
Girl won't you move close to me
Take me in your arms and groove me
Girl don't you ever miss a date
With your Foxy Boy
Am – Em – Am – Em – G
The nights are long
And my love grows strong
As I work all day
I dream a song
With words of love
You captured my soul
As we reached to hold
My heart you stole
CHORUS x2
With each dawn men are history born
A summer romance, a winter storm
My disco love that was destined to be
You kissed me hard, by a soulless sea
CHORUS x3
OVER THE FLATS - C
C – Am – F – G
I was dragged here from my old place
Turned from my old gang
Given a new face
My old man loved it
He had his garden
He had his papadoms
But my reputations gone
CHORUS
Flats, over the flats over the flats over the flats
I miss my friend called pete
He always looked so neat
He had those dancin feet
How will we ever meet
CHORUS
The chicks I used to know
Will never see me grow
Will never grasp my hand
When I’m a fighting man
CHORUS
Here no-one knows my name
People all look the same
I walk unnoted steps
They don't know my rep
CHORUS
Well I was born to move
With fire in my shoes
I’m an unnoticed boy
Just future’s toy
CHORUS x2
I’m just gone
RIDE A WHITE SWAN - E
E – A – E - B
Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe can't go wrong
Catch a bright star and a place it on your fore-head
Say a few spells and baby, there you go
Take a black cat and sit it on your shoulder
And in the morning you'll know all you know, oh
{LEAD}
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, baby can't go wrong
Da-da-da-di-di-da, da-da-da-di-di-da ....
20th CENTURY BABY - F
F Dm
The highlight of my life was meeting you
F C
That windy autumn day at Malibu
Bf
Your diamond eyes that shine
F
The rubies of your mind
C Bf F
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
Love comes but once to men, the wise men say
I knew that must be true, that L.A. day
Your face was heaven sent
My mind red hot to rent
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
Doo-doo-doo-do-
Doo-doo-doo-do-
Your face was heaven sent
My mind red hot to rent
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
The highlight of my life was meeting you
That windy autumn day at Malibu
Your diamond eyes that shine
The rubies of your mind
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
Your diamond eyes that shine
The rubies of your mind
Girl, be my Twentieth Century Baby
HOT LOVE - G
G – G – G – C – Am – G
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
Well she's my woman of gold
And she's not very old - a ha ha
D – C – G
I don't mean to be bold, a-but a-may I hold your hand?
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm a labourer of love in my persian gloves - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
Well she's faster than most and she lives on the coast - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha
Take it down easy
Ow - ow - mh
[Lead]
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha
I'm her two-penny prince and I give her hot love - a ha ha
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, oh don't you do ...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, lay it all down...
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, jetzt kommt sie doch, mh ....
La-la-la-la-la-la-la....
Ooh ooh, mm-ba-ba-ba ....
LIFE’S A GAS - G
G Fill 1
I could have love you girl like a planet
G D Dsus4 D
I could have chained your heart to a star
C Am D
But it really doesn't matter at all
C Am D
No, it really doesn't matter at all
G
Life's a gas
G Fill 1
I could have built a house in the ocean
G D Dsus4 D
I could have placed our love in the sky
C Am D
But it really doesn't matter at all
C Am D
No, it really doesn't matter at all
G
Life's a gas
G Fill 1
I could have turned you into a priestess
G D Dsus4 D
I could have burned your faith in the sand
But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas
But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas, I hope it’s going to last
[Lead]
But it really doesn't matter at all
No, it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas
SOUL OF MY SUIT - G
G – C –D
Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled my love out by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh no
You ravished the runes of my tunes
You put on the gloves of my loves
But you're not a bad girl - oh no
Rock and rolled it even strolled it, baby
Rock and rolled it, yeah
Rock and rolled it even strolled it, baby
Rock and rolled it, yeah, ooh
[Lead]
Well you damaged the soul of my suit
You pulled out my love by the roots
But I'm not such a bad boy - oh noooo
[Lead]
I love you, yeah x6
CHRISTMAS BOP – Bf
Bf – G#m – E – F#
Christmas
T. Rexmas
Christmas
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah
Hey baby lend me your ear
Christmas time is drawing near
Get out your silk jeans
And your space shoes
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news
CHORUS
Chrsitmas, here come the fun
Christmas, we're gonna have some fun
Christmas, gonna dance till we drop
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop
Yeah Christmas, summer's gone and snow's fallen down
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong
With dressing sweet while I'm singing my song
CHORUS
[Lead]
Christmas Hey baby, lend me your ear
Christmas time is drawing near
Get on your silk jeans
And your space shoes
I've got some sweet, wild, devastating news
Yeah Christmas, summer's gone and snow's fallen down
I'm gonna miss that golden, surfing sound
But cold is bold and there's nothing wrong
With dressing sweet while I'm singing my song
Christmas
T. Rexmas
Christmas
Everybody's gotta do the Christmas Bop, yeah
[repeat Chorus to fade]
Disaster survival kit
(Capo 3rd fret)
VERSE 1
Em G
Did you put enough water in the kit to last us a week?
Did you work out the water filtration technique?
Do you have the torch and the radio and the batteries in your pack?
And local maps so we can know how to get back?
BRIDGE
C G
We'll only have a moment before the light begins to fade
Put it behind the door with the emergency first aid
D
CHORUS
G Em
Are you packed up, ready to go?
C D
We won't have much time to get out you
So come on pack up, ready to go
Packed up, ready to go
You know you're ready when the red light says now
VERSE
We could be driving for days and miles by night
CHORUS
VERSE 1
Em G
Did you put enough water in the kit to last us a week?
Did you work out the water filtration technique?
Do you have the torch and the radio and the batteries in your pack?
And local maps so we can know how to get back?
BRIDGE
C G
We'll only have a moment before the light begins to fade
Put it behind the door with the emergency first aid
D
CHORUS
G Em
Are you packed up, ready to go?
C D
We won't have much time to get out you
So come on pack up, ready to go
Packed up, ready to go
You know you're ready when the red light says now
VERSE
We could be driving for days and miles by night
CHORUS
Wednesday, 18 November 2009
Night's like these
(Capo 7th)
VERSE
C
It's on nights like these
G
When we are far apart
Em
A stillness sits inside
F
A melancholic in my heart
It's on nights like these
That my blessings mean so much
To be truly at one with all of this
I am thankful for the touch
It's on nights like these
When the world goes on alone
I would trade my cows and casings
To be locked inside our home
MIDDLE
Em Am
I look out across this city
With its lights and lives alive
I think of what goes on now
And what went on before
And of the things that are still to come
And what remains undone
VERSE
It's on nights like these
That I miss you more than words
To speak to nothing to the silence
And to know that I am heard
It's nights that these
That I feel something above
I take what I can from the letters
And they leave me with the love
It's nights like these x3
VERSE
C
It's on nights like these
G
When we are far apart
Em
A stillness sits inside
F
A melancholic in my heart
It's on nights like these
That my blessings mean so much
To be truly at one with all of this
I am thankful for the touch
It's on nights like these
When the world goes on alone
I would trade my cows and casings
To be locked inside our home
MIDDLE
Em Am
I look out across this city
With its lights and lives alive
I think of what goes on now
And what went on before
And of the things that are still to come
And what remains undone
VERSE
It's on nights like these
That I miss you more than words
To speak to nothing to the silence
And to know that I am heard
It's nights that these
That I feel something above
I take what I can from the letters
And they leave me with the love
It's nights like these x3
Sunday, 15 November 2009
Mortgage on mind
VERSE 1
E C#m
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
It’s like a weight that presses all the time
An ever-present nagging fear
That threatens all the things I hold dear
It's my single greatest cause of stress
I'm under emotional duress
VERSE 2
Got my mortgage on my mind
My life is being undermined
It affects every decision I make
I’m living with my home at stake
And soon I think I'm going to crack
From the monkey living on my back
MIDDLE
Got my mortgage on my mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
VERSE 3
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
It’s all my greatest fears combined
It’s the noose that tightens around my neck
At the approach of every monthly cheque
The decision that I most regret
I’m becoming an emotional wreck
OUTRO
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
[Break]
E C#m
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
It’s like a weight that presses all the time
An ever-present nagging fear
That threatens all the things I hold dear
It's my single greatest cause of stress
I'm under emotional duress
VERSE 2
Got my mortgage on my mind
My life is being undermined
It affects every decision I make
I’m living with my home at stake
And soon I think I'm going to crack
From the monkey living on my back
MIDDLE
Got my mortgage on my mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
VERSE 3
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
It’s all my greatest fears combined
It’s the noose that tightens around my neck
At the approach of every monthly cheque
The decision that I most regret
I’m becoming an emotional wreck
OUTRO
I’ve got my mortgage on my mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
My mortgage on mind
[Break]
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Peace of mind
Cm
It’s a black day when you see
That what you planned
You understand
Gm
Will not come to be
F
That’s when you find
G
Peace of mind
It’s a long night when you know
That all the things
You looked forward to
You won’t get to do
That’s when you find
Peace of mind
MIDDLE
F G
A glorious day
A glorious day
VERSE
In the last hour is when you learn
That having hopes
And having dreams
Are never as they seem
That’s when you find
Peace of mind
In the morning when you wake
To a virgin world
Free of chains
A new man can start again
That’s when you find
Peace of mind
OUTRO
Bf F
So, you better aim low
Gm
Then when you fall
F
You won’t have far to go
It’s a black day when you see
That what you planned
You understand
Gm
Will not come to be
F
That’s when you find
G
Peace of mind
It’s a long night when you know
That all the things
You looked forward to
You won’t get to do
That’s when you find
Peace of mind
MIDDLE
F G
A glorious day
A glorious day
VERSE
In the last hour is when you learn
That having hopes
And having dreams
Are never as they seem
That’s when you find
Peace of mind
In the morning when you wake
To a virgin world
Free of chains
A new man can start again
That’s when you find
Peace of mind
OUTRO
Bf F
So, you better aim low
Gm
Then when you fall
F
You won’t have far to go
Saturday, 12 September 2009
Mr Pleasure Man
INTRO
Fm
There is a man here among us
The kind of man you might not notice
Bfm Fm
If you passed him walking quietly down the street
Bfm
But among the women folk
His name is passed in whispers
C#m Bfm
In a tone, reserved for Princes or Kings
[Whispered]
Bfm C#m
A password to the peak of ecstasy
CHORUS
Fm
They call him Mr Pleasure Man
Bfm
I’ll tell you how he got his name
C#m
From such feats of satisfaction
Fm
That put us mortal men to shame
VERSE
He says it all just with his smile
Not with words that’s not style
I’ve asked him but he keeps his secret safe
To me he looks quite homely
Perhaps even a little lonely
But the women see the blank cheques in his eyes
And in his thighs
He hears their cries
CHORUS
Mr Pleasure Man
Like a force from above
He dives down below
To stir the deepest depths of love
Instrumental: Same chords as chorus
VERSE
The Don Juans of Italy
And the lovers of Paris
Are nothing after the Cream of Catalunya
They know where the thrill is from
When they’ve sat on López-Cortón
He takes it seriously the business of fun
He’s never done
That’s why they come, to
CHORUS
OUTRO
Mr Pleasure Man
He gives of himself freely
Except the one thing that he keeps
And that’s his liberty
You can tie the pleasure man up
But you can’t tie him down
Fm
There is a man here among us
The kind of man you might not notice
Bfm Fm
If you passed him walking quietly down the street
Bfm
But among the women folk
His name is passed in whispers
C#m Bfm
In a tone, reserved for Princes or Kings
[Whispered]
Bfm C#m
A password to the peak of ecstasy
CHORUS
Fm
They call him Mr Pleasure Man
Bfm
I’ll tell you how he got his name
C#m
From such feats of satisfaction
Fm
That put us mortal men to shame
VERSE
He says it all just with his smile
Not with words that’s not style
I’ve asked him but he keeps his secret safe
To me he looks quite homely
Perhaps even a little lonely
But the women see the blank cheques in his eyes
And in his thighs
He hears their cries
CHORUS
Mr Pleasure Man
Like a force from above
He dives down below
To stir the deepest depths of love
Instrumental: Same chords as chorus
VERSE
The Don Juans of Italy
And the lovers of Paris
Are nothing after the Cream of Catalunya
They know where the thrill is from
When they’ve sat on López-Cortón
He takes it seriously the business of fun
He’s never done
That’s why they come, to
CHORUS
OUTRO
Mr Pleasure Man
He gives of himself freely
Except the one thing that he keeps
And that’s his liberty
You can tie the pleasure man up
But you can’t tie him down
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
Cold cold world
Capo 1
VERSE 1
C Am
As we started out I thought it was going well
C
It can be hard to tell
Am
In with my manager for a contract review
C
We’re very happy with you
But you know how things are going
And there’s just know way of knowing
Am
I’m afraid for you
C
We just can’t renew
CHORUS
Am G C
It’s a cold cold, cold cold cruel world x2
VERSE 2
After all this time the only place I fit
Is on benefit
It was with some trepidation that I went online
For a very long time
Filling out the form
A cross examination
For what seemed like an age
I’m on the final page
Then the pop-up message box says alas
System crash
CHORUS
VERSE 3
I pinned my hopes to the promise of a tax return
I never learn
A river only flows one way
Still a man can pray
And as the laden letter hit the mat
I read it back
Unfortunately, we’re informing you…
CHORUS
MIDDLE
C Em Am
Now I know what it’s like
Dm G
To lose what I took for granted
Now I know what it’s like
To be on the other side
Now I know what it’s like
VERSE 1
C Am
As we started out I thought it was going well
C
It can be hard to tell
Am
In with my manager for a contract review
C
We’re very happy with you
But you know how things are going
And there’s just know way of knowing
Am
I’m afraid for you
C
We just can’t renew
CHORUS
Am G C
It’s a cold cold, cold cold cruel world x2
VERSE 2
After all this time the only place I fit
Is on benefit
It was with some trepidation that I went online
For a very long time
Filling out the form
A cross examination
For what seemed like an age
I’m on the final page
Then the pop-up message box says alas
System crash
CHORUS
VERSE 3
I pinned my hopes to the promise of a tax return
I never learn
A river only flows one way
Still a man can pray
And as the laden letter hit the mat
I read it back
Unfortunately, we’re informing you…
CHORUS
MIDDLE
C Em Am
Now I know what it’s like
Dm G
To lose what I took for granted
Now I know what it’s like
To be on the other side
Now I know what it’s like
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
Dreams of plenty
VERSE
G
I have not had no work now in over 4 months
C
And all of my savings are gone
G
And save as I might, there is no end in sight
C
For I have no more wages to come
CHORUS
C
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
D
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
VERSE
I left of my own ‘cord a foolish mistake
The wind blowin’ was not like this then
I'll travel and find it
If there is no kind there like it
When fortune it favours the brave
CHORUS
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
VERSE
My tread it is light, no print left in sight
I float through this land twas my home
A drifter I’ve become, no sane man’s son
A borrower in a stranger’s land
CHORUS
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
VERSE
I’ve heard of a place where the locals are lazy
And the fruit just fall from the tree
I’ll travel and find it, I come to define it
Where all the chance takers are brave
CHORUS
How long must I walk?
How much must I talk?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
G
I have not had no work now in over 4 months
C
And all of my savings are gone
G
And save as I might, there is no end in sight
C
For I have no more wages to come
CHORUS
C
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
D
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
VERSE
I left of my own ‘cord a foolish mistake
The wind blowin’ was not like this then
I'll travel and find it
If there is no kind there like it
When fortune it favours the brave
CHORUS
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
VERSE
My tread it is light, no print left in sight
I float through this land twas my home
A drifter I’ve become, no sane man’s son
A borrower in a stranger’s land
CHORUS
How long will it take?
How long must I wait?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
VERSE
I’ve heard of a place where the locals are lazy
And the fruit just fall from the tree
I’ll travel and find it, I come to define it
Where all the chance takers are brave
CHORUS
How long must I walk?
How much must I talk?
Til’ fortune it favours the brave
Debt train
Chords: Fm G# Cm Fm
Here’s my tale of wow
My elation at excess
I hereby state it for the record
And confess my success
I did buy now pay later
I went on a credit run
And for the benefit of being
I got two for one
I borrowed more than I’ve got
To buy more than I need
That cut don’t heal well
This sucker bleeds
I’m going to go to the casino
And win my way back
To get out of the red
I’ll put it all on black
[Experimental instrumental]
I blame it on the mailman
I curse his children
For first the mail orders
And then the orders in the mail
The slope is more slippery
The lower I get
For another day older
I go a week in debt
I don’t see an end to this
Long tunnel of pain
And the light at the end of it
Turned out to be a train
When you’re standin’ in a hole
And all you’re holdin’ is a spade
The only thing you’ve got left to do
Is to dig yourself a grave
Here’s my tale of wow
My elation at excess
I hereby state it for the record
And confess my success
I did buy now pay later
I went on a credit run
And for the benefit of being
I got two for one
I borrowed more than I’ve got
To buy more than I need
That cut don’t heal well
This sucker bleeds
I’m going to go to the casino
And win my way back
To get out of the red
I’ll put it all on black
[Experimental instrumental]
I blame it on the mailman
I curse his children
For first the mail orders
And then the orders in the mail
The slope is more slippery
The lower I get
For another day older
I go a week in debt
I don’t see an end to this
Long tunnel of pain
And the light at the end of it
Turned out to be a train
When you’re standin’ in a hole
And all you’re holdin’ is a spade
The only thing you’ve got left to do
Is to dig yourself a grave
Thursday, 29 January 2009
IKEA will be the death of us all
Work in progres...
CHORUS
G C
IKEA will be the death of us all
D G
They’ll find us lying on the same linoleum floor
Em
The death of mankind
C
Cruel and unkind
D G
Masterminded by Swedish design
CHORUS
G C
IKEA will be the death of us all
D G
They’ll find us lying on the same linoleum floor
Em
The death of mankind
C
Cruel and unkind
D G
Masterminded by Swedish design
Dinner party soundtrack
INTRO
G Em
Music like wine, you find it hard to define
Am C
You go with what your friends have
You pick the bland stuff, don’t want to rock the boat
You’ve struck it lucky, this album’s for you
VERSES
Now you can
G Em C D
Play this album at your dinner parties
Softly in the background, you’ll hardly notice it’s there
The melodies are subtle and it’s a very rich sound
The producer was top notch and the band is sublime
So I hope you, play this album at your dinner parties
Every aspect has been carefully designed
It’s mostly choruses on steady repeat
None of the bones, just all of the meat
I hope you, play this album at your dinner parties
It won’t upset you there are no big ideas
The lyrics are vague, the singing mumbled
You can make it mean whatever you want
So go and, play this album at your dinner parties
Impress your friends with something they haven’t heard of
Mock their taste and say they’re so out of touch
Tell them they're obviously not getting out very much
Then they will, buy this album for their dinner parties
Soon my music will be everywhere
Etc.
G Em
Music like wine, you find it hard to define
Am C
You go with what your friends have
You pick the bland stuff, don’t want to rock the boat
You’ve struck it lucky, this album’s for you
VERSES
Now you can
G Em C D
Play this album at your dinner parties
Softly in the background, you’ll hardly notice it’s there
The melodies are subtle and it’s a very rich sound
The producer was top notch and the band is sublime
So I hope you, play this album at your dinner parties
Every aspect has been carefully designed
It’s mostly choruses on steady repeat
None of the bones, just all of the meat
I hope you, play this album at your dinner parties
It won’t upset you there are no big ideas
The lyrics are vague, the singing mumbled
You can make it mean whatever you want
So go and, play this album at your dinner parties
Impress your friends with something they haven’t heard of
Mock their taste and say they’re so out of touch
Tell them they're obviously not getting out very much
Then they will, buy this album for their dinner parties
Soon my music will be everywhere
Etc.
Survivors
VERSE 1
G
We’ll have three days before the breakdown
C
That’s not enough time to get ourselves organized
G
I booked us in a practice at the paint ball park
C
The welts will be a small price to pay
CHORUS
C D
The white boys are already in gangs
C D
The Chinese are sure to stick together
C D
It’s the solitary loners that will have to stick together
C D
Come the end I’ll need to know that I have friends
VERSE 3
Water's the most important thing, I will find some plastic barrels
We'll need plenty of canned food
When the supermarket rush starts and the panic sets in
That’s when you’ll be offering me your thanks
CHORUS 2
The Muslims are already organized
The Catholics have castles in every town
It’s us isolated atheists that will need a helping hand
Come the end I’ll need to know that I have friends
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS 3
The Poles have all the practical skills
The Americans are naturally prepared
What good is a graphic designer when the power goes out
Come the end I’ll need to know that I have friends
G
We’ll have three days before the breakdown
C
That’s not enough time to get ourselves organized
G
I booked us in a practice at the paint ball park
C
The welts will be a small price to pay
CHORUS
C D
The white boys are already in gangs
C D
The Chinese are sure to stick together
C D
It’s the solitary loners that will have to stick together
C D
Come the end I’ll need to know that I have friends
VERSE 3
Water's the most important thing, I will find some plastic barrels
We'll need plenty of canned food
When the supermarket rush starts and the panic sets in
That’s when you’ll be offering me your thanks
CHORUS 2
The Muslims are already organized
The Catholics have castles in every town
It’s us isolated atheists that will need a helping hand
Come the end I’ll need to know that I have friends
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS 3
The Poles have all the practical skills
The Americans are naturally prepared
What good is a graphic designer when the power goes out
Come the end I’ll need to know that I have friends
The cabin song
VERSE 1
Am C G
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
Am C G
There ain’t nobody for miles around
Am C G
No electricity, or telephone
Am C G
I really like living by my own
F
I’m authentic
Dm C G
This is my cabin song
Dm C G
This is my cabin song
VERSE 2
I’m sitting on my Daddy’s trunk
Filled with all his worldly junk
He died when I was only nine
Now his sorrow has turned into mine
I’m depressed
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
VERSE 3
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
Eating a deer that I killed myself
I chased it cos I don’t own a gun
And I’m eating it raw cos I can’t afford a fire
I’m stone cold poor
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
VERSE 4
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
A cabin that I built myself
That wall there’s from my brother’s boat
He could never get that damn thing to float
I’m a self-made man
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
VERSE 5
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
With only my guitar for company
I write songs about my cabin and the woods
And a cousin that I almost kissed
That one big chance for love I missed
They’re getting me lots of hits on my myspace
And they say that I will be a star
I’m big in Europe
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
Am C G
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
Am C G
There ain’t nobody for miles around
Am C G
No electricity, or telephone
Am C G
I really like living by my own
F
I’m authentic
Dm C G
This is my cabin song
Dm C G
This is my cabin song
VERSE 2
I’m sitting on my Daddy’s trunk
Filled with all his worldly junk
He died when I was only nine
Now his sorrow has turned into mine
I’m depressed
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
VERSE 3
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
Eating a deer that I killed myself
I chased it cos I don’t own a gun
And I’m eating it raw cos I can’t afford a fire
I’m stone cold poor
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
VERSE 4
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
A cabin that I built myself
That wall there’s from my brother’s boat
He could never get that damn thing to float
I’m a self-made man
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
VERSE 5
I’m sitting in a cabin in the woods
With only my guitar for company
I write songs about my cabin and the woods
And a cousin that I almost kissed
That one big chance for love I missed
They’re getting me lots of hits on my myspace
And they say that I will be a star
I’m big in Europe
This is my cabin song
This is my cabin song
The ballad of Jolie Holland
VERSE 1
G Dm C
As you shuffled on stage I knew we were in for trouble
You looked like you’d rather be anywhere but there
You started playing and it was nothing like the CD
None of the, none of the energy
Your voice was way too much in the background
And that can’t be the band that played on the album
CHORUS
In short,
It was a big disappointment to see you live [3 gospel singers]
A real letdown [Jack]
It was a big disappointment to see you live
I’d been looking forward to it
It was a big disappointment to see you live
It was a shock
It was a big disappointment to see you live
You must have a great producer
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Although you’re co-credited
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Maybe live’s not your forte
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Or maybe you were just having an off-day
VERSE 2
Halfway through I made my way over to he sound guy
I said what’s going on this is nothing like the CD
He said son she’s like this every night
You were complaining about the lighting
You’re on stage for Christ’s sake
You know it’s insecurity with a lot of artists
I hope you can turn it around - It’s so unnecessary
CHORUS
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Tom Waits would be turning in his grave
It was a big disappointment to see you live
I think I’ve made my feelings clear
It was a big disappointment to see you live
I’d still go and see you again
It was a big disappointment to see you live
But I might heckle
G Dm C
As you shuffled on stage I knew we were in for trouble
You looked like you’d rather be anywhere but there
You started playing and it was nothing like the CD
None of the, none of the energy
Your voice was way too much in the background
And that can’t be the band that played on the album
CHORUS
In short,
It was a big disappointment to see you live [3 gospel singers]
A real letdown [Jack]
It was a big disappointment to see you live
I’d been looking forward to it
It was a big disappointment to see you live
It was a shock
It was a big disappointment to see you live
You must have a great producer
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Although you’re co-credited
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Maybe live’s not your forte
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Or maybe you were just having an off-day
VERSE 2
Halfway through I made my way over to he sound guy
I said what’s going on this is nothing like the CD
He said son she’s like this every night
You were complaining about the lighting
You’re on stage for Christ’s sake
You know it’s insecurity with a lot of artists
I hope you can turn it around - It’s so unnecessary
CHORUS
It was a big disappointment to see you live
Tom Waits would be turning in his grave
It was a big disappointment to see you live
I think I’ve made my feelings clear
It was a big disappointment to see you live
I’d still go and see you again
It was a big disappointment to see you live
But I might heckle
Mad men
F
When you work in advertising
Bf
People want to know your name
G
They want to hear about what you do
C
They know people look up to you
When they hear you work in advertising
Young girls often wet themselves
Big men want to hold your hand
Policeman want a lock of your hair
When you work in advertising
Everybody wants to be your friend
Cos they think that you know people
People who know people
Who don’t work in advertising
But are actually on TV
And who all their friends have heard of
But until then you will do
Cos you work in advertising
And it’s all money for nothing
You sell microwaves and color TVs
And you get your chicks for free
When you work in advertising
People want to go down on you
Work on your whims and wants
In elevators and restaurants
[Hammond solo]
When you work in advertising
You are the epitomy of cool
Almost as good as being a rockstar
Much better than being a doctor
Cos when you work in advertising
You’re saving people’s lives
Helping them to get better things
And… and… buy stuff
When you work in advertising
You’ll never be alone again
And be asked to all the parties
Women want to have your babies!
[Slap bass solo]
[The breakdown]
Etc.
When you work in advertising
Bf
People want to know your name
G
They want to hear about what you do
C
They know people look up to you
When they hear you work in advertising
Young girls often wet themselves
Big men want to hold your hand
Policeman want a lock of your hair
When you work in advertising
Everybody wants to be your friend
Cos they think that you know people
People who know people
Who don’t work in advertising
But are actually on TV
And who all their friends have heard of
But until then you will do
Cos you work in advertising
And it’s all money for nothing
You sell microwaves and color TVs
And you get your chicks for free
When you work in advertising
People want to go down on you
Work on your whims and wants
In elevators and restaurants
[Hammond solo]
When you work in advertising
You are the epitomy of cool
Almost as good as being a rockstar
Much better than being a doctor
Cos when you work in advertising
You’re saving people’s lives
Helping them to get better things
And… and… buy stuff
When you work in advertising
You’ll never be alone again
And be asked to all the parties
Women want to have your babies!
[Slap bass solo]
[The breakdown]
Etc.
Five years on
Inspired by David Bowie's 5 years. An updated version
VERSE
Am
Pushing through town to the market square
C Em
I new I’d get to see all the action there
They’d set up a stage and an enormous screen
It played out exactly as they’d clearly foreseen
The news guy was laughing loud with relief
Proud that he always held the belief
The countdown started and we all held our breath
To see if it would be a slow or sudden death
CHORUS
C Am
The five years are finally over
Em G
It’s the waiting that was killing me
Five years of fear and frustration
And a deep dull pain in my brain
But now the five years are finally over
And now we’re really at the end
VERSE 2
A girl my age went running off ahead
Mumbling something ‘bout going back to bed
A priest in the corner was reading us the rights
He could hardly be heard above the noise of the fights
While two young lovers not so worried about sin
Were getting the last of the loving in
You went looking for ice creams tall and long
Saying you didn’t want to be in a song
CHORUS
MIDDLE
F C G
I had still so much left undone
F C G
Like having a lifetime of low down, getting down, deeper done fun
CHORUS
VERSE
Am
Pushing through town to the market square
C Em
I new I’d get to see all the action there
They’d set up a stage and an enormous screen
It played out exactly as they’d clearly foreseen
The news guy was laughing loud with relief
Proud that he always held the belief
The countdown started and we all held our breath
To see if it would be a slow or sudden death
CHORUS
C Am
The five years are finally over
Em G
It’s the waiting that was killing me
Five years of fear and frustration
And a deep dull pain in my brain
But now the five years are finally over
And now we’re really at the end
VERSE 2
A girl my age went running off ahead
Mumbling something ‘bout going back to bed
A priest in the corner was reading us the rights
He could hardly be heard above the noise of the fights
While two young lovers not so worried about sin
Were getting the last of the loving in
You went looking for ice creams tall and long
Saying you didn’t want to be in a song
CHORUS
MIDDLE
F C G
I had still so much left undone
F C G
Like having a lifetime of low down, getting down, deeper done fun
CHORUS
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