Intro
F#m7
[Intro Part 2]
E G B D E B x2
E G B
B fervoured image of another world
D E B
Is nothing in particular now
E G B
And imitation comes naturally
D E B
But I never really stopped to think how
E G B
And everyone is a clever clone
D E B
B chrome coloured clone am I
E G B
So in the absence of a way of life
D E B B7
Just repeat this again and again...and again
F#m7
Hey, hey come out tonight (x2)
F#m7 C E
Popscene, all right
E G B
I'm leaving town to run away
D E B
Right into your twisted arms
E G B
No queues and there's no panic there
D E B
Just dangling your feet in the grass
E G B
My lack of natural lustre now
D E B
Seems to be losing me friends
E G B
So in the absence of a way of life
D E B B7
Just repeat this again and again...and again
F#m7
Hey, hey come out tonight (x2)
F#m7 C
Popscene!
(middle, then repeat intro chords with B7 at end,
then repeat chorus x2)
I'm not sure about the C at the end of the chorus, the magazine
I got this out of has it there, but it doesn't sound right to me.