Verse
The world she says there's wrong
In all she says and do-be-do's
We understand but I can't when her hand
Is in saving all her troubles in her
Deceptive calandar mind
It's a dreadful situation really
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-dive!
E A Dm
Life is bad so we are led to believe
F Eb Ab A#
Bad news makes moneys world go round
F A# Ebm
Anna Ford hammers a post into a cup
F# E A B
Of mud claiming it is the ground
E A Dm
Really then anything is better than
F Eb Ab A#
That is better than watching your
F A# Ebm
Fake news win in the end but now
F# E A B
It's my turn [unintelligible]
(instrumental break)
D#
E F# G F D#
E F# G F D#
G#
G# F# E
Oh the grand old Duke of York
G# F# E
He had ten thousand men
G# F# E
He marched them up to the top of the hill
G# F# E
And he marched them down again
C# B
Oh no!
Dive!
E A Dm
F Eb Ab A#
F A# Ebm
F# E A B
(chords x2)
E A Dm
Life's a part and it lies on top of me
F Eb Ab A#
Life is constantly on my mind
F A# Ebm
Life's a part and it lies on top of me
F# E A B
Life is constantly on my mind
(repeat through fadeout)