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