Standard (EADGBE)
/F)
Streets like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
on holiday
Love in the 90's
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances, looking for
GIRLS WHO ARE BOYS
WHO LOVE BOYS LIKE THEY'RE GIRLS
WHO DO GIRLS LIKE THEY'RE BOYS
ALWAYS SHOULD BE SOMEONE YOU REALLY LOVE
Avoiding all work
Cos there's none available
Like battery thinkers
Count their thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
You get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schon
But we haven't been introduced
TRACY JACKS
(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service
(Tracy Jacks) its steady employment
(Tracy Jacks) is a golfing fanatic
(Tracy Jacks) But his put is erratic
(Tracy Jacks) saw a Harley Street Doctor
(Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living
(Tracy Jacks) he's getting past forty
(Tracy Jacks) and all the seams are splitting
Everyday he got closer
He knew in his heart he was over
Saying I'd love to stay here and be normal
But its just so overrated
(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning
(Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning
(Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to Walton
(Tracy Jacks) stood on the sea front laughing
(Tracy Jacks) ran up and down naked
(Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police
(Tracy Jacks) driven back to London
And then it happened on a Tuesday morning
Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in
Saying its just so overrated
END OF THE CENTURY
Ants in the carpet
Dirty little monsters
Eating all the morsels
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV
You're looking so healthy
Chorus
We all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
'Cos we feel the same
We kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century......its nothing special
Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
When you get clo ser to thirty
Gives her a cuddle
They're glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You're all made up
And you're looking like me
Chorus
Can you eat her yes you can
Chorus
PARKLIFE The E etc. in this =12th fret (brush up on those barre chords!!)
Confidence is the preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as
(Parklife)
And morning setup can be avoided if you take a route straight through
what is known as (Parklife)
John's got brewer's droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they
love a bit of it (Parklife)
Who's that gut lord marching...you should cut down on your porklife
mate...get some exercise
Chorus
All the people
So many people
They all go hand in hand
Hand in hand throught their parklife
(Verse 2: Same chords as verse 1)
I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awaken by the
dustmen
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the
house
I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too it gives me a feeling of
enormous well being
And then I'm happy of rht rest of the day safe in the knowledge there will
always be a bit of my heart devoted to it
Chorus
It's got nothing to do with your Vorsprung Durch Technic you know
And it's got nothing to do with you joggers who go round and round and round
Chorus
So far we've not really stayed in touch
Well I knew as much, it's no surprise that today
I'll get up round two, with nothing to do
Except get a touch of flu
Chorus
And I might as well just grin and bear it
'Cos its not worth the trouble of an argument
And in any case I'd rather wear it
Your like a bad head in the morning
And I know......
Mid 8:
(
)
Chorus
BANK HOLIDAY
Grandma has new dentures
To eat the crust of pizza
Been taken out by her daughter
Because she thought she ought'a
The kids are eating snickers
Because they're so delicious
Then there's sticky fingers
And mother loses her knickers
Chorus
Bank holiday comes six times a year
Days of enjoyment to which everybody cheers
Bank holiday comes with six pack of beer
......then its back to work A.G.A.I.N.
Bar-b-que is cooking
Sausages and chicken
The patio is buzzing
The neighbours they are looking
John is down the fun pub
Drinking lots of lager
Girls and boys are on the game
And all the high streets look the same
Chorus
THE DEBT COLLECTOR
(
)A
Repeat most of it again.
FAR OUT
I spy in the night sky don't I
Phobe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope
Janus Dione Portia So many moons
Quiet in the sky at night Hot in the milky way
Outside in
Vega Capella Hadar Rigel Barnard's star
Antares Aldebaran Altair Wolf 359
Betelgeuse sun sun sun
TO THE END
All those dirty words
They make us look so dumb
Been drinking far too much
And neither of us mean what we say
You and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it,
yes it looks like we made it to the end
What happened to us
Soon it will be gone forever
Infatuated only with ourselves
And neither of us can think straight anymore
Chorus x2
LONDON LOVES
A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his Japanese motor
The lights are magic
And he's got money
So he'll be lucky
He'll shoot like an arrow
London loves
The mystery of a speeding car
London loves
The misery of a speeding heart
(
and
again)
It's Love-U-Like and everyone's at it
But words are cheap and his mind is elastic
He loves the violence
Keeps ticking over
So sleep together
Before today is sold forever
London loves
The way people just fall apart
London loves
The misery of a speeding heart
(The rest of the song is just improvisation on this theme)
TROUBLE IN THE MESSAGE CENTRE
I am the message centre
Local and direct
Room to room an operator (no calls today dear, they'll just have to wait dear)
I call and I collect (so just strike him softly away from the body)
You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble)
Thoughts are just pissing away "
A new type face a new day "
You can't remember ten minutes ago.
It's too much trouble
Middle 8 up half
tone, so that's (
x4) (then
)
Chorus
CLOVER OVER DOVER
I'm on the white cliffs of Dover
Thinking it over and over
But if I jump its all over
A cautionary tale for you
(Verse 2: Same chords)
I love to roll in the clover
With you over and over
On the white cliffs of Dover
And then I'd let you push me over
And if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at and it's over
(Repeat)
Verse 3
(Same chords)
And now the bluebirds are over
The white cliffs of Dover
So when you push me over
Don't bury me I'm not worth anything
MAGIC AMERICA
Bill Barret has a simple dream
He calls it his plan B
Where the buildings and the sky and the air is sugar free
And everyone is very friendly
Plan B arrived on holiday
Took a cab to the shopping malls
Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
Then found love on channel forty-four
Chorus
La la la la la he wants to go to Magic America
La la la la la he'd like to live in Magic America with all the magic people
Bill Barret sent his postcards home
To everyone he'd ever known - they read
Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal
>From the people who care how you feel
Chorus
Mid 8:
x3
Then
Jubilee slouches in the settee
He's losing all the will to move
He's gone divvy, too much telly
He's watching twenty four hours of rubbish
He's got butane, he's got plastic bags
And his eyes are going square (oh yeah)
He's no raver just anti social
He's not going to cut his hair
Chorus
He dresses incorrectly....no one told him how to do it
He dresses incorrectly....seventeen he not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly....talk to the girls but he's just too spotty
He dresses incorrectly....not keen on being like anyone else
(Verse 2: Same chords as Verse 1)
Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker
Thinks his son is aslob
Should get out more stop scabbing
He should go out and get a job
No, he just plays on his computer games (reprise)
THIS IS A LOW
And into the sea go pretty England and me
Around the Bay of Biscay and home for tea
Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank
Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide and fall asleep
And the radio says
This is a low
But it won't hurt you
When you're alone it will be there with you
Finding ways to stay solo
On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty
There is a low in the high Forties
And Saturdays locked away on the pier
Not fast enough dear
On the Malin Head, Blackpool looks black and red
And the Queen she's gone round the bend
Jumped off Land's End