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