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