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