Hợp âm smithy

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
[Eb]

[Verse 1]
PX [Eb]CD
SS looks like SS without
the line leather
Wallpaper in the lift,
I still buy your shirt
Through the eye of a needle,
the red blood of history
At your disposal, high heels,
Evel Knievel
A picture of Keef lookin'
like a twat

[Verse 2]
Who cares about rock stars anymore?
[Eb]Big leather chairs and panelled
walls in Tudor flats
It gave birth to a million street
alcoholics that you ignore
Ooh, I need a D- string
from the guitar store
I'm turnin' over a new leaf
There's no drugs left on this one
Plastic belly, ooh, my God, sheriff

[Verse 3]
Opinionated [Eb]trainees
You've had ya 15 minutes on
Facebook
Where the garden of splendour
fell all over ya
You loved it, print the A4 page
Print the A4 page, fuck off

[Verse 4]
Sir [Eb]Paul,
you can find B- inspiration in everything
The recyclable black bins
bags of dog shit
Angels sing

[Verse 5]
[Eb]New bragues, do a selfie
Quick, do it in the design office
This place looks sick,
better than your own house
Anything's better than
ya own house
The lamp in Sneino is better
than your own house
Get a quick giggle out of the unfortunate
drinking holes of the lower classes

[Verse 6]
It's [Eb]muggins after ten by
the angry underclasses
What you got? Nothin'
Don't look like it,
Oi, what you got? Nothin'
It don't look like it
Stuck on repeat with a broken
nose and robbery

[Verse 7]
Be straight
[Eb]
Sir Paul,
you can find B- inspiration in everything
The recyclable black bins
bags of dog shit

[Outro 1]
Angels sing
[Eb]