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