C G Am F Live Chords

Daniel Gregory – C, G, Am, F (Belfast Punk-ish Folk)
 
[Verse]
C                         G
When I was just a nipper, my da bought me a football
Am                        F
it was a minor delta so I gave the boys a call
C                            G
The street it was our pitch, the gates became our goals
       Am                                 F
and the oul ladies would shout "go off an play outside your own front doors"
                  C             G                 C
Thats what it was like, growin' up, in Belfast town
 
[Verse]
C                      G
We started up a match, everything was goin' rightly
Am                                             F
then in the middle of the street pulls up this motor doin' about 90
C                          G
Out jumped two boys with a rifle and a mortar
    Am                                 F
and attacked the listening post at the barracks on the corner.
                  C             G                 C
Thats what it was like, growin' up, in Belfast town
 
[Verse]
C                         G
Well we all hit the ground just like we'd been taught
Am                                   F
there were soldiers there were parents there were alarms goin' off
C                           G
And as I surveyed the scene you know what struck me the most of all,
Am                                    F
was by the time I stood up some hairy cunt had stole my ball
 
[Refrain]
                  C             G                 C
And thats what it was like, growin' up in Belfast town
                  C             G                 C
And thats what it was like, growin' up in Belfast town, in Belfast town
 
[Bridge]
C                           G                               Am                               F
Some days are just perfect, some days make it all worth it, some days'll get you through the grind
C                                G                              Am                              F
Some days you lift your head up, some days you understand love, some days are tattoo'd on your mind
C                                    G
Like outside the Chelsea in the sun, me and Eilain havin' fun
Am                           F
When we all got rotten drunk and bought some chips we all shared some
C                                  G
Went home and climbed into the bath, made floatin' ashtrays from the cans
Am                                   F
and drank more beer and smoked more weed that day will always stay with me
C                           G                               Am                               F
Some days are just perfect, some days make it all worth it, some days'll help you through the grind
C                                G                              Am                              F
Some days you lift your head up, some days you understand love, some days are tattoo'd on your mind
C                                    G
Like outside the Chelsea in the sun, me and Eilain havin' fun
Am                           F
When we all got rotten drunk and bought some chips we all had some
C                                   G
Went home and climbed into the bath, made floatin' ashtrays from the cans
Am                               F                                            C
That day will always be with me, that day will always be with me, always with me
      G            Am          F
La la la la la la x6
 
[Verse]
C
Amd I'm sorry but the earths not flat
          G
and if it was why would anybody lie about that 
Am
Hunter Thompson shot himself in the head
F
it wasn't the CIA or even the feds
C
And the Illuminati don't exist
G
its just some rich white cunts who buck each other when they get pished
Am
The royal family are lizards from space,
F
why hate anything when the bad stuff's right in front of your face
 
[Chorus]
C
Smokin' weed all day on the dole,
G
crawlin' deeper down that rabbit-hole
Am
and the further that you let yourself go
F
the tighter that your eyes will be closed
 
[Verse]
C
And they're not actors that you see
G
when another school shooting comes on the tv
Am
If you think everything you see is a lie
F
how will you tell the truth when its right in front of your eyes
C
I blame unemployment amd youtube,
G
men in their 30's with fuck all better to do
Am
Video that they don't want you to see
F
should translate to video that you do not believe
 
[Chorus]
C
Smokin' weed all day on the dole,
G
crawlin' deeper down that rabbit-hole
Am
and the further that you let yourself go
F
the tighter that your eyes will be closed
C
Smokin' weed all day on the dole,
G
crawlin' deeper down that rabbit-hole
Am
and the further that you let yourself go
F
the tighter that your eyes will be closed,
C
tighter that your eyes will be closed
 
N.C.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you play lotsa songs with the same four chords in the sae place
over and over again!
N.C.
Go fuck yourselves ;]
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