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