Tonart: Bb major
Intro 1
G
C
G
Verse 1
G
Took the bus, took the train
Went to work, ignored the pain
C
What a rainy day, unfriendly faces
G
Got dragged around all types of places
Closed my eyes, smelt your hair
Looked around, but you weren't there
C
Had some lunch, jacket potatoes
G
Chicken wings and fried tomatoes
After that, lit a fag
Said a prayer and took a drag
G
never do combust so much I burn for the both of us though
Second day, second job,
passing thought for the world to stop
C
G
Shoes are too tight, feet are aching, cold and sick,
but I was faking
When I do go, I am late,
always make the same mistake
C
That mistake, being not caring,
G
six days a week, can't find my bearings
But to be fair, I might have cared,
might have cared if you were there
Em
G
Might've cared if you were there
Em
G
Might've cared if you were there
C
G
Em
D
G
Stressed as hell, fatigued as fuck
Putrid passion, rotten luck
C
Worked to death, jumping at the bit
Crazed as
G
Christ and broke as shit
Watched the news, someone died
Saw the mother, teary eyed
C
Son shot dead on a wall of road I thank
I went to work for the
NHS
Mental health, people depressed
Met
C
Joanne, scared of living
G
Afraid of dying, terrified of being
Then met
Paul, schizophrenic
Shaken limbs, paranoid fanatic
C
Unwashed ten days in a row
G
So afraid, almost paralytic
I tell them that I do the same
In certain moods, on certain days
C
But despite the sane ways I could think
G
I could not do much to convince them
Back to base, had a meeting
Tickets die a week as their parents beat
C
them I wish I could say
I was surprised
G
And yous just choose which
ones to highlight
Em
Choose which ones to high
G
C
Am
Em
light
D
G
Took the
DLR, took the tube
Read a book, nothing else to do
Read
Jill
C
Hicks, she survived the
bombings
G
Wrote a book, made a killing
I read somewhere that
some lost their legs
Umpteen injured, 52 dead
C
In some places far away
G
That shit happens every day
Now scared of buses, scared of trains
But got to get to work some way
C
G
So I play with my life, you could say
C
G
But don't we all, don't we all
C
G
Don't we all, don't we all
I got a gig, got myself booked
Just down the road when it got juked
C
I get to sing my joys and sorrows
G
Not made it yet, maybe tomorrow
I closed my eyes, saw your face
Looked around, you were no place
C
G
I feel so left out when you're not around I
C
G
feel so left out when you're not around
But you are time and I am life
And time's a tyrant unto strife
C
And strife's the type of life I seem to lead
this wound easily
Take your light, your shadowed passions I hear your talk,
I see your actions
C
What I don't see are your eyes
of the night
Was that your skin that I saw on
the road my ruin wore?
Em
G
Were you wearing that paisley I adore?
Were you hatred,
were you lust?
You understand this cos you must
C
That men have the consistencies
war
Through history I must see you, I must know
Did you falter, did you go?
G
Did you go?
Did
C
Did
G
C
G
D
G
Thank you very
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