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!
D G Cm
Life is bad so we are led to believe
D# Db Gb Ab
Bad news makes moneys world go round
D# Ab Dbm
Anna Ford hammers a post into a cup
E D G A
Of mud claiming it is the ground
D G Cm
Really then anything is better than
D# Db Gb Ab
That is better than watching your
D# Ab Dbm
Fake news win in the end but now
E D G A
It's my turn [unintelligible]
(instrumental break)
C#
D E F D# C#
D E F D# C#
F#
F# E D
Oh the grand old Duke of York
F# E D
He had ten thousand men
F# E D
He marched them up to the top of the hill
F# E D
And he marched them down again
B A
Oh no!
Dive!
D G Cm
D# Db Gb Ab
D# Ab Dbm
E D G A
(chords x2)
D G Cm
Life's a part and it lies on top of me
D# Db Gb Ab
Life is constantly on my mind
D# Ab Dbm
Life's a part and it lies on top of me
E D G A
Life is constantly on my mind
(repeat through fadeout)