Cifras
You're Only Jealous

Tom: F

Introdução:  F   C   G   Bb  

       F                             C                   G                                 Bb 
Perhaps it was the holiday we spent abroad last year
       F                                     C                             G       Bb 
It could have been the wine we drank last night
 F                       C                           G                           Bb 
Possibly the palace needs a second coat of paint
                 F                               C                   G     Bb 
But that doesn't condone setting it alight
Pre-Chorus
 Dm                     Bb                         C 
Why does the butler look so smug?
                 Dm                         Bb                       C 
And the gardener, well he looks even worse
           FN.C. 
He's sent me every flower that he's dug
                     Dm                   C                                 G         Bb 
And have you ever seen a chauffeur drive a hearse
                   F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
                         F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
                         F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
                         F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
Verse: 2
       F                           C                     G                         Bb 
Perhaps it is the quantity of acres that we own
       F                               C                     G       Bb 
It could be their allotment's only small
 F                             C                   G                         Bb 
Maybe we should reconsider giving them a wage
             F                                 C                                   G     Bb 
But a taste of money is worse that none at all
 Dm                                   Bb                     C 
The parlourmaid's a deadly quiet lass
 Dm                     Bb                           C 
Never really comes out of her shell
         FN.C. 
But every time I talk to her, she offers me a glass
     Dm                         C                             G       Bb 
Of a drink that she never drinks herself
                   F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
                         F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
                         F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
                         F             C   G   Bb 
You're only jealous, Ah Ah
 F 
Interlude
                 F 
Stir it up     x5
 F 
Outro
               F                                           Dm                           Bb 
Of the company I keep and the stars you never meet
               F                                                         Dm                           Bb 
Of the caviar they eat whilst you're chewing at your wheat
               F                                                                     Dm                           Bb 
Of the hours that they sleep whilst you're sweating in the heat
               F                                                       Dm                                     Bb 
Of the masses at their feet and the tongue between their cheek
                   F 
Think of stronger than the weak
                   Dm                           Bb 
Think of vulture and its beak
                   F                                                           Dm                         Bb 
Think of oil, think of sheikh, think of lord and comfy seat
                   F                                                     Dm                       Bb 
Think of admiral and fleet, think of public school elite
                   F 
Think of leaders and their sheep
                   Dm                                 Bb 
Think of butchers and their meat
                   F 
Think of leaders and their sheep
                   Dm                                 Bb 
Think of butchers and their meat
                   F 
Think of leaders and their sheep
                   Dm                                 Bb 
Think of butchers and their meat