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Memoirs Of A Dutiful Daughter chords

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[Intro]

D Bm G G


[Verse 1]

D                    Em           G
Gretchen grabbed her copy of ‘the catcher in the rye’, 
        D                Em                G                          D
And she shoved it in her rucksack with her packed lunch and a Ruger .45,
             Em              G
The tube was crowded but she didn’t really mind, 
    D               Em           G
She liked the close proximity it made her feel alive, 
          G
Cause she didn’t want to waste another fraction of a second, 
   D              A      Bm       G
Isolated from the people that she saw, 

Today was different, she could feel Westminster beckon, 
    D              A      Bm  Em
She wasn’t staying silent anymore, 
                              G
As she sat thinking ‘bout the dream she had the night before, 


[Instrumental]

D Bm G G


[Verse 2]

    D                    Em             G
The crowds were gathered ready to shout and abuse, 
D                     Em             G                             D
Gretchen squeezed her way up to the front so that she had a decent view, 
          Em             G
A head of state on foot about to wander through, 
 D        Em             G
200 angry people with complaints long overdue, 
         G
And they didn’t want to waste another perfect opportunity, 
   D                A     Bm
To give this lousy, lying sod what for, 
G
and Gretchen’s heart was pounding faster than a bumblebee, 
   D                   A           Bm        Em
As she reached for her gun and she had a thought, 
                          G                         D
A funny thought about the dream she had the night before, 


[Instrumental]

D Bm G G 


[Verse 3]

D                    Em                G
Gretchen cleared the fence just as her prey was walking past, 
    D                 Em             G                                  D
She shouted “Oh Prime Minister!” and aimed the gun and heard an instant blast, 
           Em                 G
And as she hit the ground she realized her fate, 
  D             Em                 G
A bullet to the chest from a young copper by the gate, 
G
And he knew he couldn’t wait another fraction of a second, 
   D              A         Bm    G
To neutralize the threat he saw appear, 
G                                               D
As she lay dying she was calmer than she’d ever felt, 
    D              A        Bm    Em
She waited for the world to disappear, 
                        G                         D
It disappeared into the dream she had the night before, 


[Instrumental]

D Bm G G


[Bridge]

    D                 E                 G
The one thing that no one could have predicted, 
        D              E               G
Was the content of the letter that she had inside her coat, 
    D                    E              G
But that’s the thing the morning papers went with, 
     Em                            G
“The girl who chose to die just to send us all a note”, 
    D                 Em            G
And Gretchen knew the gun was never loaded, 
    D               Em            G
She simply couldn’t go on feeling frustrated by life, 
       D             Em            G
So she wrote an open letter to the public, 
        D             Em              G
And the public had it read to them by newsreaders that night, 
    Em
And this is all it said,
     G
Dear Public, 

D               E              G
They get big by making us feel small, 
           D                 E                G
I’d rather play this game by my rules, or not play this game at all, 
                D                      E   
They shoved the world into millions of boxes,
            G
and I can’t help but feel the squeeze, 
        D                E             G
So I’ll take my cue from Thelma and Louise. 
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        D                E             G
So I’ll take my cue from Thelma and Louise.
        D                E             G
So I’ll take my cue from Thelma and Louise.

            
            
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