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Talking Wag Club Blues ukulele

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Talking Wag Club Blues
Billy Bragg
Brewing Up With (Bonus CD)


Intro: F  G A  G  (x4)

F                    G     A         G
Well the sun goes down on London Town
F                    G     A         G
But it never sets on Oxford Street
F                    G     A         G
Those well spoken young men and their bouncers
F                    G     A         G
Are trying to create a well dressed elite
F

(And all on private medicine, tut! tut!)

F  G A  G (x2)

F                    G     A         G
Once inside join the rising tide
F                    G     A         G
Of people who are so proud to get in
F                    G     A         G
Who think their face is their fortune
F                    G     A         G
But under their skin they're ugly as sin
F                                         G
(Didn't I meet you down at the clinic ?)

F  G A  G (x2)

F                    G     A         G
Lots of boys with lots of poise
F                    G     A         G
And hair right down to their hips
F                    G     A         G
Lots of pretty girls with sun tans
F                    G     A         G
And cold sores on their lips
F                                                      F  G A  G
Is he your boyfriend ? Or is he just here to hold your coat ?
F
Take it off
F
Take it off
F                          F  G A  G
Take it off and let's find out
F  G A  G
Eh ?

F                    G     A         G
Half-arsed tries with half caste eyes
F                    G     A         G
Are sucking in their cheeks until it hurts
F                    G     A         G
Lots of twats with funny hats
F                    G     A         G
With Karl Marx printed on their shirts
F                                            F  G A  G
Who'll tell you revolution is just a state of mind
F
Oh, this is Saturday night in the West End alright
          G                  F  G A  G (x4)
And these people are not my kind

(PM)F                    G     A         G
You can cut the rug with this week's drug
(PM)F                    G     A         G
Make 'em all queue up to lick your arse
(PM)F                    G     A         G
Wear a T-shirt that says 'Young, Free & Single'
(PM)F                    G     A         G
Or a big badge that says 'I'm hip & working class'
(PM)F                    G     A         G
The place is full of ear'oles
(PM)F                    G     A         G
Who hang on every word that they speak
(PM)F                    G     A         G
Who believe what they write about themselves
(PM)F                    G     A         G
Week after week after week after week
F
(I don't know how they get away with it
                F  G A  G
They should be ashamed)
F
Well if it's all so bloody beautiful
         G               F  G A  G
Take it home and have it framed

F  G A  G(x2) F G 

F  G A  G (x4)

F  G A  F  F

            
            
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