Standard (EADGBE)

And there's a bunch of lyrics that I can't quite make out....

And all the world is football shaped

It's just for me to kick its face

And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

And I've got one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working o - ver - time

Trying to take this all in, I've got one, two, three, four, five

 Senses working o - ver - time

Trying to taste the difference between a lemon and a lime

Pain and pleasure and the truth will softly chime

Chords:

hey, hey the clouds are whey

there's straw for the tinkers and

the innocents can all sleep safely

all sleep safely

my, my,sun is pie

there's fodder for the cannons and

the guilty one's can all sleep safely

all sleep safely

and all the world is football-shaped

it's just for me to kick in space

and I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

and I've got one, two, three, four, five

senses working overtime

trying to take this all in

I've got one, two, three, four, five

senses working overtime

trying to taste the difference

between a lemon and a lime

pain and the pleasure and

the church bells softly chime

hey, hey, night fights day

there's food for the tinkers and

the innocents can all live slowly

all live slowly

my, my, the sky will cry

jewels for the thirsty and

the guilty one's can all die slowly

all die slowly

and all the world is biscuit-shaped

it's just for me to feed my face

and I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

and I've got one, two, three, four, five

senses working overtime

and birds might fall from black skies

and bullies might give you black eyes

but to me they're very very beautiful (englands glory)

 beautiful ( striking beauty)

and all the world is football shaped

it's just for me to kick in space

and I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste

and I've got one, two, three, four, five

senses working overtime

trying to take all this in

I've got one, two, three, four five

senses working overtime

try to tell the difference

between the goods and crimes

dirt and treasure and there's

one, two, three, four, five

senses working overtime.......

from Darcy