Key: G
Introduction:
G C G
G
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time
C
The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by
G
Day upon day of this wandering gets you down
C
Nobody gives you a chance or a dollar in this old town
G
Hovering silence from you is a giveaway
Squalor and smoke's not your style
C
We better go
G
Then I compare notes with your older sister
C D G
I am a lazy gett, she is as pure as the cold driven snow
G
What did you learn from your time in the solitary
Cell of your mind?
C
There was noises, distractions from anything good
And the old prison food
G
Colour my life with the chaos of trouble
Cause anything's better than posh isolation
C
I missed the bus
You were laid on your back
D
With the boy from the arab strap
G
With the boy from the arab strap
G C G C D C G)
G
It's something to speak of the way you are feeling
To crowds there assembled
C
Do you ever feel you have gone too far?
G
Everyone suffers in silence a burden
The man who drives minicabs down in Old Compton
C
The Asian man
With his love hate affair
D
With his racist clientele
G
A central location for you is a must as you stagger about making free with your lewd and
C
lascivious boasts
G
We know you are soft cause we've all seen you dancing
C
We know you are hard cause we all saw you drinking from noon
Until noon again
D
You're the boy with the filthy laugh
G
You're the boy with the arab strap
G C)
G
Strapped to the table with suits from the shelter shop
C
Comic celebrity takes a back seat as the cigarette catches
And sets off the smoke alarm
G
What do you make of the cool set in London?
C
You're constantly updating your hit parade of your ten biggest wanks
D
She's a waitress and she's got style
G
Sunday bathtime could take a while
G-
C-
D-
Cifrado por Jean R.C. de Almeida
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