PARKLIFE
BLUR

GIRLS AND BOYS

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e		The F5 has a delayed flanger effect on it.
G5:	X  10  12   X  X  X		Just thought I'd mention that.
F5:	X   8   10   X  X  X
Eb5:	X   6    8    X  X  X
F#5:	X   9   11   X  X  X

Intro:	N.C.

Street's like a jungle.  So call the police.  Following the herd.  Down to Greece, on 
		  G5\
holiday.  Love in the 90's.  Is paranoid.  On sunny beaches.  Take you chances, looking for,

G5\
Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5					 Eb5	F#5  F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone you really love.

G5\
Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5					 Eb5	F#5  F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone you really love.

G5\	F5	 Eb5	F#5  F5

G5\							     F5
Avoiding all work.  'Cause there's none available.  Like battery thinkers.  Count their 
Eb5		       F#5 F5	 G5\					   F5
thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers.  Nothing is wasted.  Only reproduced.  Get nasty 
		 Eb5				     F#5  F5
blisters, du bist sehr schen, but we haven't been introduced.

G5\
Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5					 Eb5	F#5  F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone you really love.

G5\					F5	Eb5	F#5  F5
Ah oh oh oh oh oh.  Ah oh oh oh oh.					Looking for,

Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone you really love.
Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5						    F#5  F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone you really love.
G5\
Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5					 Eb5	F#5  F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone you really love.
G5\
Girls who are boys, who like boys to be girls, who do boys like they're girls, who do 
			F5					 Eb5	F#5  F5
girls like they're boys.  Always should be someone to really love.

G5\					F5	Eb5	F#5  F5
Ah oh oh oh oh oh.  Ah oh oh oh oh.
G5\					F5	Eb5	F#5  F5	     (repeat to fade)




TRACY JACKS

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e		During the verse (B A prog.), hear the song to 
A:	5    7   7    6    X  X		know where to put the G# bass note in.
B:	7    9   9    8    X  X
G:	X  10 12   X   X  X
E:	X   7    9   9    X  X
F#:	2    4    4   3   X  X
B7:	X   2    1   2    0   2

Intro:	A			B    A    X8

B   	A	B		A	  B	A	    B		B	   B
(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service.  (Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment.  (Tracy 
A	     B		A	B	A	      B	       A	        B	      A
Jacks) is a golfing fanatic.  (Tracy Jacks) but his putt is erratic.  (Tracy Jacks) knew a 
B		A	  B	 A		B		   A	    B	  A
Harley Street doctor.  (Tracky Jacks) who prescribed healthy living.  (Tracy Jacks) but 
	B	  A	   B	 A	       B			A
he's getting past forty.  (Tracy Jacks) and all the seams are splitting.

G		   B					  E	     F#
Everyday he got closer.  He knew in his heart he was over.  I'd love to stay here and be 
B			B7
normal.  But then it's just so overrated.
 B	A	     B		    A		B	A	B		A
(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning.  (Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning.  
B	A		    B		A	   B	  A	        B		     A
(Tracy Jacks) get on the first train to Walton.  (Tracy Jacks) and stood on the sea front 
	B	     A		        B		      A	       B	      A		B
laughing.  (Tracy Jacks) threw his clothes in the water.  (Tracy Jacks) and ran around 
A	  B	A		B	        A	         B	       A		  B
naked.  (Tracy Jacks) was stopped by the police.  (Tracy Jacks) and escorted back 
A
home.

G		   B					  E	     F#
Everyday he got closer.  He knew in his heart he was over.  I'd love to stay here and be 
B			B7
normal.  But then it's just so overrated.

B	A  B A B     A      B A B       A     B A B	 A	B  A
Tracy Jacks	Tracy Jacks	Tracy Jacks	Tracy Jacks.

								     A
And then it happened on a Tuesday morning.  Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house 
	  B		B7			B    A    X8
he lived in, saying it's just so overrated.

B	A  B A B     A      B A B       A     B A B	 A	B  A
Tracy Jacks	Tracy Jacks	Tracy Jacks	Tracy Jacks.

G		   B					  E	     F#
Everyday he got closer.  He knew in his heart he was over.  I'd love to stay here and be 
B			B7			B    A    X21   (fade)
normal.  But he was always overrated.




END OF A CENTURY

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B  e
Ci:	8  10   10   9   8  8
Cii:	X   3    2   0    1  0
G:	3    2    0   0    0  3
G/F#:	2    2    0   0    0  3
Em:	0    2    2   0    0  0
Em/D:	0    2    0   0    0  0
Eb:	X   6    8   8    8  6
Di:	X   5    7   7    7  5
Dii:	X   X   0   2    3  2
Bm:	X   2    4   4    3  2
B:	X   2    4   4    4  2

Riff:	e|----10---10----------8---8----------10--------|
	B|-12---------10--10---------8---12-------10--|	Ci

		  G	       G/F#     Em	  Em/D		Eb	      D
She says there's ants in the carpet.  Dirty little monsters.  Eating all the morsels.  
Bm		Cii	   G		G/F#		  Em		Em/D	  Eb
Picking up the rubbish.  Give her effervescense.  She needs a little sparkle.  Good 
	   D		 Bm	      Cii
morning T.V.  You're looking so healthy.

Em			Dii		  Em				D
And we all say, don't want to be alone.  We wear the same clothes, 'cause we feel the 
	Em			Dii		Cii			(B)  Cii
same.  We kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight.  End of a century, it's nothing 
special.

G	       G/F# Em		  Em/D	      Eb		Di	        Bm	C
Sex on the T.V.  Everybody's at it.  Your mind gets dirty.  As you get closer to thirty.  
G		G/F#		  Em		Em/D	  Eb		Di	    Bm
He gives her a cuddle.  They're glowing in a huddle.  Good night T.V.  You're all 
	C
made up, and looking like me.

Em			Dii		  Em				D
And we all say, don't want to be alone.  We wear the same clothes, 'cause we feel the 
	Em			Dii		Cii			(B)  Cii
same.  We kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight.  End of a century, it's nothing 
special.

G	       G/F# Em		  Em/D	      Eb		Di	        Bm	Cii
			   Cii
Can you eat her yes you can.

Em			Dii		  Em				D
And we all say, don't want to be alone.  We wear the same clothes, 'cause we feel the 
	Em			Dii		Cii			(B)  C
same.  We kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight.  End of a century, it's nothing 
special.

Em			Dii		  Em				D
And we all say, don't want to be alone.  We wear the same clothes, 'cause we feel the 
	Em			Dii		Cii			(B)  Cii
same.  We kiss with dry lips, when we say goodnight.  End of a century, it's nothing 
	(B) Cii		  (B) Cii
special.  End of a century.  It's nothing special.

G	       G/F# Em		  Em/D	      Eb		Di	        Bm	G
PARKLIFE

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e		The into prog continues though the verses.
E:	X   7    9    9   9   7
Esus4:	0    0   0    14 14  0    then    0    0   0    14 12  0
Bb:	X   1    3    3   3   1
B:	X   2    4    4   4   2
C:	X   3    2    0   1   0
G:	3    2    0    0   0   0
G/F#:	2    2    0    0   0   0
Em:	0    2    2    0   0   0
D:	X   X   0    2   3   2
C/B:	X   2    2    0   1   0
Asus4:	X   0    2    2   3   0
A:	X   0    2    2   2   0
B7:	X   2    1    2   0   2

Main Prog.  = E    Esus4

Riff:	B|-14--9-----8--8/9----14--9-|
	G|-14--9-----7--7/9----14--9-|

Intro:	X6

Prog. X8
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as (parklife).  And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through what is known as (parklife).  John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons, they love a bit of him (parklife).  Who's that gut lord marching?  You should cut down on you porklife mate, get some exercise.

E   Bb  B Bb/B E     C	    B Bb/B	   G  G/F# Em	  D	 C	   C/B
All the people.  So many people.  They all go hand in hand.  Hand in hand though 
Asus4 A       B    B7					Prog.   X2
their parklife.		(know what I mean?)

Prog X8
I get up when I want except on Wednesdays when I get rudley awakened by the dustman (parklife).  I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea and I think about leaving the house (parklife).  I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too, it gives me a sense of enormous well being (parklife).  And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it.

E   Bb  B Bb/B E     C	    B Bb/B	   G  G/F# Em	  D	 C	   C/B
All the people.  So many people.  They all go hand in hand.  Hand in hand though 
Asus4 A       B    B7
their parklife.
 Riff:	X2
Parklife (parklife).  Parklife (parklife)

Riff:	X2
I'ts got nothing to do with versprung durch technic you know (parklife)  (parklife).  And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round (parklife)  (parklife).

E   Bb  B Bb/B E     C	    B Bb/B	   G  G/F# Em	  D	 C	   C/B
All the people.  So many people.  They all go hand in hand.  Hand in hand though 
Asus4 A       B    B7
their parklife.
E   Bb  B Bb/B E     C	    B Bb/B	   G  G/F# Em	  D	 C	   C/B
All the people.  So many people.  They all go hand in hand.  Hand in hand though 
Asus4 A       B    B7
their parklife.




BANK HOLIDAY

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
A:	5    7    7    6   5   5
G:	3    5    5    4   3   3
B:	7    9    9    8   7   7
C:	8   10 10    9   8   8
Eb:	X   6    8    8   8   6
Bb:	6    8    8    7   6   6
F#:	2    4    4    3   2   2

Riff:	G|------2----0--|
	D|--0-2----0---|
	A|-0-------2----|
	E|--------3------|

Intro:	Riff X4

A			G	   A		   G		A		G
Grandma has new dentures, to eat the crust on pizza, been taken by her daughter, 
A			   G		A		  G		A
becuase she thought she ought'a.  The kids are eating snickers, because they're so 
G	    A			G	       A		      G   B	C
delicious, then there's sticky fingers, and mother looses her knickers.

C	   Eb	         Bb	    C	  C		Eb		      Bb		C
Bank holiday comes six times a year.  Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers.  
 C	  Eb		         Bb	   C		 C     Bb  G	F#
Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer, then it's back to work, A, G, A I N.

A    G    X4

A	      G		A	       G		   A	   G		  A
Barbque is cooking, sausages and chicken, the patio is buzzing, the neighbours they 
	G      A			 G	   A		     G	    A			G
are looking.  John is down the fun pub, drinking lots of lager, girls and boys are on 
	     A			G     B    C
the game, all the hight streets look the same.

C	   Eb	         Bb	    C	  C		Eb		      Bb		C
Bank holiday comes six times a year.  Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers.  
C	  Eb		         Bb	   C		 C     Bb  G	F#
Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer, then it's back to work, A, G, A I N.

A    G    X8
C	   Eb	         Bb	    C	  C		Eb		      Bb		C
C	  Eb		         Bb	   C		 C     Bb  G	F#
							Back to work, A, G, A I N

C	   Eb	         Bb	    C	  C		Eb		      Bb		C
Bank holiday comes six times a year.  Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers.  
C	  Eb		         Bb	   C		 C     Bb  G	F#
Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer, then it's back to work, A, G, A I N.

Riff				A    G    X4
					Bank holiday!




BADHEAD

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e		Listen to the song to hear how Graham picks.
G:	3    5   5    4    3   3
C:	X   3   5    5    5   3
Bb:	X   1   3    3    3   1
Am:	X   0   2    2    1   0
D:	X   X  0    2    3   2
A:	X   0   2    2    2   0
Em:	0    2   2    0    0   0

Fill:	G|-0h2p0--0-|
	D|---------2---|

Intro:    Fill	G    C    X2
G	      C			 G	C		       Bb		    C
So far, I've not really stayed in touch.  Well you knew as much, it's no surprise, that 
G	     C		    G	 C		 Bb	         C
today.  I'll get up around two.  From a lack of anything to do.

	Am			D		     C				A
And I might as well grin and bear it.  'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument.

Fill   G		   C			G	C		Bb		C
And you, you've not really stayed in touch.  Well I knew as much, it's no surprise, that 
G	     C		    G	C		   Bb		C	       Am
today.  I'll get up around two.  With nothing to do, except get a touch of flu.

	Am			D		     C				A
And I might as well grin and bear it.  'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument.
	Am		      D		           C			A
And in any case I'd rather wear it.  It's like a bad head in the morning.

	Am    Em    Am        Am    Em    C
And I know
Fill   G		   C			G	C		Bb		C
G	     C		    G	C		   Bb		C	       Am
	Am			D		     C				A
	Am		      D		           C			A

	Am			D		     C				A
And I might as well grin and bear it.  'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument.
	Am		      D		           C			A
And in any case I'd rather wear it.  It's like a bad head in the morning.
	Am			D		     C				A
So I might as well grin and bear it.  'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument.
	Am		      D		           C			A
And in any case I'd rather wear it.  You're like a bad head in the morning.

	Am    Em    Am        Am    Em    C			G
And I know.




THE DEBT COLLECTOR

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
A:	X   0    2   2    2   0
F#m:	2    4    4   2    2   2
B:	X   2    4    4   4   2
D:	X   X   0    2   3   2
C:	X   3    2    0   1   0
E:	0    2    2    1   0   0
E7:	0    2    0    1   0   0
G#m:	4    6    6    4   4   4
Em/D:	0    2    0    0   0   0

Verse:	| A | A | A | A | F#m | B | B | D | C | C | B | E | E | E7 | E7 |

Chorus:  | E | E7 | G#m | C | C | Em/D | C | Em/D | A | A | E | B | E | B | E | B | E | E7 |

Verse
Verse
Chorus
Verse
Verse
Chorus
Verse
Verse    (fade)




FAR OUT

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
C:	X   3    2   0    1    0
Eb:	X   X   1     3   4   3
F:	1    3    3    2   1   1
Ab:	4    6    6    3   4   4
Bb:	6    8    8    7   6   6
D:	X   X    0    2   3   2

C	       Eb		       C		Eb	 C	        Eb	C
I spy in the night sky don't I, Phoebe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope.  Janus Dione 
Eb		F
Portia so many moons.

Ab	        Bb      F	      Ab		  Bb	 F	Eb	D
Quiet in the sky at night.  Hot into the Milky Way.  Outside in.

C    Eb    X4

C      Eb	   C	       Eb		         C		    Eb		C
Vega Capella Hadar Rigel Barnard's star Antares Alderbaran Altair Wolf 359 
Eb	       F		     Ab    Bb		(repeat and fade)
Betelguese, sun, sun, sun			(repeat and fade)



TO THE END

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
Di:	X   X   X  11 10 10
Dii:	X   X   0    2   3   2
Em:	X   X   X  12 12 12
G6:	3    2    0   0   0    0
A6:	X   0    2   2   2    2
Dsus4:	X   X   0   2    3   3
E:	0    2    2   2    1   1
A:	X   0    2   2    2   2

Intro:	D    Em    X2

		D						Em
All those dirty words (jusqua, la fin).  They make is look so dumb (en plein, soleil).  
		    D					        Em
Drinking far too much (jusqua, la fin).  And neither of us mean what we say (en plein amour).

G6	        A6        G6	A6	       Dsus4 Dii			E
Well you and I.  Collapsed in love, and it looks like we might have made it, yes it, 
G6		   A				D    Em    X2
looks like we've made it to the end.

		     D					 Em
What happened to us (jusqua, la fin).  Soon it will be gone forever (en plein, soleil).  
	     D								  Em
Infatuated only with ourselves (jusqua, la fin).  And neither of us can think straight anymore (en plein amour).

G6	        A6        G6	A6	       Dsus4 Dii			E
Well you and I.  Collapsed in love, and it looks like we might have made it, yes it, 
G6		   A
looks like we've made it to the end.
G6	        A6        G6	A6	       Dsus4 Dii			E
When you and I.  Collapsed in love, and it looks like we might have made it, yes it, 
G6		   A				D    Em    X3
looks like we've made it to the end.

G6	        A6        G6	A6	       Dsus4 Dii			E
You and I.  Collapsed in love, and it looks like we might have made it, yes it, 
G6		   A				D    Em    D    (fade)
looks like we've made it to the end.




LONDON LOVES

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B  e		Repeat intro chords through verses.
Gi:	X   X   X   4   3   3
Ai:	X   X   X   6   5   5
Aii:	5    7    7   6   5   5
Bm:	7    9    9   7   7   7
F:	1    3    3   2   1   1

Intro:	Gi    Ai    Gi    X4

Intro:    X4
A melody, has taken him over.  Coughing tar in his Japanese motor.  The lights are magic.  And he feels lucky.  And he's got money.  Shoots like an arrow.

Aii Bm  F#	 Aii  Bm  F#			       Aii  Bm  F#         Aii  Bm  F#
	 London loves.  The mystery of a speeding car.       London loves.	  The 
F				Intro:  X4
misery of a speeding heart.

Intro:   X4
It's love you like, and everyone's at it.  And words are cheap when the mind is elastic.  He loves the violence.  Keeps ticking over.  So sleep together.  Before today is sold for ever.

Aii Bm  F#	 Aii  Bm  F#			       Aii  Bm  F#         Aii  Bm  F#
	 London loves.  The way people jus fall apart.       London loves.	  The 
			      Aii  Bm  F#	Aii  Bm  F#				F
way you just don't stand a chance.	London loves.	   The mystery of a speeding heart

Intro:   X8

Aii Bm  F#	 Aii  Bm  F#			       Aii  Bm  F#         Aii  Bm  F#
	 London loves.  The mystery of a speeding car.       London loves.	  The 
		          Aii  Bm  F#	  Aii  Bm  F#	F		           Aii  Bm  F#
misery of a speeding heart.	 London loves.	     The mystery.

Aii Bm  F#	 Aii  Bm  F#			       Aii  Bm  F#         Aii  Bm  F#
	 London loves.  The way people jus fall apart.       London loves.	  The 
			      Aii  Bm  F#	Aii  Bm  F#		F
way you just don't stand a chance.	London loves.	   A speeding heart.

Intro:   X15  (fade)




 TROUBLE IN THE MESSAGE CENTRE

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
Bbm:	6    8   8    6    6   6
Dbm:	X   4   6    6    5   4
Abm:	4    6   6    4    4   4
B:	7    9   9    8    7   7
E:	X   7   9    9    9   7
F#:	X   9  11  11  11  9
G:	3   5    5    4    3   3
A:	5   7    7    6    5   5
Db:	X  4    6    6    6   4
Eb:	X  6    8    8    8   6
Bm:	X  2    4    4    3   2
D:	X  X   0    2    3   2
Am:	X   0   2    2    1   0
C:	X   3   2    0    1   0

Intro:	Bbm    Dbm    Abm    B    X2        E    F#

G	  A	         Db Eb G	     A         Db Eb  G		   A	          Db
I am the message centre.    Local and direct.    Room to room an operator (end calls 
			Eb			G	   A		Db
today dear, they will just have to wait dear).  I call and I collect, (so just strike him 
	Eb
softly away from the body).

Bbm			Dbm	        Abm	B	   Bbm		        Dbm
You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble).  Thoughts are just pissing away 
    Abm        B		E	  F#
(in so much trouble).  So much trouble.

G	 A      Db Eb  G	A       Db Eb  G	   A		 Db
I am a manager.    And I am in control.    As the local delegator (no locals today dear, 
	Eb			G		A	   	Db			Eb
they'll just have to wait dear).  I offer no guarantee at all (so don't take it lightly,)

Bbm			Dbm	        Abm	B	   Bbm		        Dbm
You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble).  Thoughts are just pissing away 
    Abm        B		Bbm		     Dbm	Abm	    B		Bbm
(in so much trouble).  A new type face a new day (in so much trouble).  You can't 
		Dbm		 Abm	    B	        E		F#
remember ten minutes ago (in so much trouble).  Too much trouble.

Bm    D    Am    C	X 4			E    F#
G	 A      Db Eb  G	A       Db Eb
 Bbm			Dbm	        Abm	B	   Bbm		        Dbm
You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble).  Thoughts are just pissing away 
    Abm        B		Bbm		     Dbm	Abm	    B		Bbm
(in so much trouble).  A new type face a new day (in so much trouble).  You can't 
		Dbm		 Abm	    B	       Bbm    Dbm    Abm    B    X5  (fade)
remember ten minutes ago (in so much trouble).  Too much trouble.




CLOVER OVER DOVER

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e		Pick around with the verse chords.
C#m:	X   4    6    6   5   4
B:	X   2    4    4   4   2		Yes I know you don't actually play the verse riff
A:	X   0    2    2   2   0		during the verse, but that's just nitpicking.

Intro:	B|-5----9----12-------14--12---17--12-----17-14-16--|
Riff:	G|------------------------------------------------------------|
	D|---6----9-------14-----------------------14-------------|

Verse:	B|-5-5-5-5-4-2-----------------------------|
Riff:	G|----------------4-2----2-2-2--4/5-1--4-|

Intro Riff	X1
Verse Riff	X4

C#min	     B		    A	     C#min	B	   A	C#min	    B	     A
I'm on the white cliffs of Dover.  Thinking it over and over.  If I jump then it's over.  
C#min		 B	A
A cautionary tale for you.

Intro Riff
Verse Riff X4

C#min	    B		A       C#min	  B	    A	  C#min   B		A
I'd like to roll in the clover.  With you over and over.  On the whitecliffs of dover.  
C#min		B		A
And then I'd let you push me over.  

Intro Riff
And if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at and it's over.
Intro Riff
And if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at and it's over.  (Yes it is)

Verse riff	X4

 C#min		B	       A	     C#min	 B	 A	C#min		B
And now the bluebirds are over.  The white cliffs at Dover.  So when you push me 
A	C#min		B		A
over.  Don't bury me I'm not worth anything.

Intro Riff    X2
Intro Riff
And if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at and it's over.
Intro Riff
And if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at it's all over.  (Yes it is)

Verse Riff    X4	C#min




MAGIC AMERICA

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e		Listen to the tune to get the picking style.
C#:	X   4    6    6   6   4
Bb:	X   1    3    3   3   1
F#:	2    4    4    3   2   2
B:	X   2    4    4   4   2
Eb:	X   6    8    8   8   6
G#:	4    6    6    5   4   4
G#7:	4    6    4    5   4   4
A:	5    7    7    6   5   5
A/Ab:	4    7    7    6   5   5
F#m:	2    4    4    3   2   2
F#m/E:	0    4    4    3   2   2
C#7:	X   4    6    4   6   4
B7:	X   2    1    2   0   2
A7:	X   0    2    0   2   0

Intro:	C#  B  Bb

C#  Bb		   F#		C#	      Bb        Eb			   C#
Bill Barret has a simple plan.  He calls it his plan B.  Where there are buildings in the 
Bb	       F#			G#		  G#7	     C#   Bb		 F#
sky and the air is sugar free.  And everyone is friendly.  Plan B arrived on a holiday.  
C#		     Bb	        Eb        C#	    Bb			 F#
Took a cab to the shopping malls.  Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore.  
G#			          G#7
Then found love on Channel 44.

C# B	     A A/Ab  F#m	     F#m/E   B	       C#  B	  A A/Ab  F#m
La, la la la la.  He wants to go to magic America.  La, la la la la.  He'd like to live in 
 F#m/E B	  A     G#	C#	   Bb     F#
magic America, with all the magic people.

C#  Bb		          F#		C#	    Bb	       Eb				C#
Bill Barret sends his post cards home.  To everyone he'd ever known  They read, '59c 
Bb	     F#			G#			G#7
gets you a good square meal, from the people who care how you feel'.

C# B	     A A/Ab  F#m	     F#m/E   B	       C#  B	  A A/Ab  F#m
La, la la la la.  He wants to go to magic America.  La, la la la la.  He'd like to live in 
F#m/E B	  A     G#	C#	   Bb     F#	A      G#	C#	Bb	F#
magic America, with all the magic people.		With all the magic people.

C#7    B7    F#    G#	X3
C#7    B7    A7

C# B	     A A/Ab  F#m	     F#m/E   B	       C#  B	  A A/Ab  F#m
La, la la la la.  He wants to go to magic America.  La, la la la la.  He'd like to live in 
F#m/E B
magic America.
C# B	     A A/Ab  F#m	     F#m/E   B	       C#  B	  A A/Ab  F#m
La, la la la la.  He wants to go to magic America.  La, la la la la.  He'd like to live in 
F#m/E B	  A     G#	C#	   Bb     F#	A      G#	C#	Bb	F#
magic America, with all the magic people.		With all the magic people.
A      G#	C#	Bb	F#	A      G#	C#	Bb	F#
With all the magic people.		With all the magic people.
F#
All the people, all the people, all the people.




JUBILEE

CHORDS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
A:	X   0    2    2   2   0
E:	0    2    2    1   0   0
D:	X   X    0    2   3   2
F:	1    3    3     2   1  1
G:	3    2    0     0   3  3
C:	X   3    2     0   1  0
Bb:	X   1    3     3   3  1

Intro:	A

A	        E				D		      F  G  A		E
Jubilee slouches in the csettee.  He's losing all will to move.  He's gone divy too much 
        D				  F		G     A			E
telly, he's watching twenty four hours of rubbish.  He's got butane, he's got plastic 
D				F	G	     A		E			D
bags.  And his eyes are going square (oh yeah).  He no raver just anti-social.  He no 
	  F	 G
going to cut his hair.

D						E			A	D
He dresses incorrectly, no one told him seventeen.  He not mean enough.  He dresses 
				E		 C			Bb	A
incorrectly, no old told him seventeen, he not keen on being like, anyone else.

A		E	       D			    F   G  A			    E
Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker.  Thinks his son is a slob.  He should get out more stop 
	    D			F	G
scabbing.  He should go and get a job.

D						E		A		D
He dresses incorrectly, no told him seventeen.  He not mean enough.  He dresses 
					E			A		D
incorrectly, no one told him where to go.  But he just don't get out enough.  He dresses 
				        E			A		D
incorrectly, no one told him 'talk to girls'.  But he's just too spotty.  He dresses 
				E		    C			Bb	A
incorrectly, no one told him seventeen.  He not keen on being like, anyone else.

A						A		F	G
So he just plays on his computer games.

D						E		A		D
He dresses incorrectly, no told him seventeen.  He not mean enough.  He dresses 
					E			A		D
incorrectly, no one told him where to go.  But he just don't get out enough.  He dresses 
				        E			A		D
incorrectly, no one told him 'talk to girls'.  But he's just too spotty.  He dresses 
				E		    C			Bb
incorrectly, no one told him seventeen.  He not keen on being like, anyone else.
C		       B		C		Bb		A
He's not being like anyone, Jubilee's not like, anyone else.




THIS IS A LOW

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
Em:	0   2    2    X   X  X
F#:	2   4    4    3    2   2
G:	3   X   0    0    3   3
A:	X   0   2    2    2   0
E:	0    2   2    1    0   0
Bm:	X   2   4    4    3   2
C#m:	X   4   6    6    5   4
C:	X   3   2    0    1   0
D:	X   X  0    2    3   2
Am:	X   0   2    2    1   0

Fill:	D|-0h2p0----|
	A|----------2-|

Intro:	Em / F# / G / A	E  Fill    E  Fill

E	Bm	 A		     C#m	    C			Bm	      E (fill)
And into the sea, goes pretty England and me.  Around the Bay of Biscay, and back 
E  (fill) E		Bm		A			C#m	      C
for tea.  Hit traffic on Dogger Bank, up the Thames to find a taxi rank.  Sail on by 
	  Bm		E (fill)  E (fill)
with the tide and fall asleep.			And the radio says.

E	  D	E	        Am Bm	E		D   E		Am   Bm
This is a low.  But it won't hurt you.  When you're alone, it will be there with you.  
C		  Bm	E	E  (fill)    E  (fill)
Finding ways to stay so low.

E			Bm	     A			 C#m		       C
On the tyne, forth and cromarty.  There's a low in the high forties.  And Saturdays 
	Bm			E		(fill)  E (fill)	E	       Bm
locked away on the pier, not fast enough dear.		And on the Malin Head, 
A		  C#m			  C		      Bm				E
Blackpool looks blue and red, and the queen, she's gone round the bend, jumped off 
		(fill)  E  (fill)
Land's End.

E	  D	E	        Am Bm	E		D   E		Am   Bm
This is a low.  But it won't hurt you.  When you're alone, it will be there with you.  
C		  Bm	E
Finding ways to stay so low.

E			Bm	     A			 C#m		       C 
Bm			E		(fill)  E (fill)
E			Bm	     A			 C#m		       C 
	Bm			E		(fill)  E (fill)
Em / F# / G / A

E	  D	E	        Am Bm	E		D   E		Am   Bm
This is a low.  But it won't hurt you.  When you're alone, it will be there with you.  
 E	  D	E	        Am Bm	E		D   E		Am   Bm
This is a low.  But it won't hurt you.  When you're alone, it will be there with you.  
C		  Bm	E
Finding ways to stay so low.




LOT 105

CHORDS:
	E   A   D   G   B   e
C:	8  10  10   9    8   8
D:	X   5    7    7   7   5
F:	X   8  10  10  10  8
G:	X  10 12  12  12 10

Fill:	B|--4\3--|

Organ, bass and drums for one time.

C    D    F    Fill	X2
C    D    F    G		X2

Fast with 'las'

C    D    F    Fill	X2
C    D    F    G		X2