Verse
D#
Well, poverty's bad, war is bad, rascism's bad
G# D#
Well done have a biscuit.
D#
Sing it out loud to the same old crowd
G#
If everyone here agrees with me
D#
Maybe I should go and sing to the enemies
A# G#
But no I don't wanna risk it
D#
Don't you ever think that it's all a big waste of time?
G# D#
Have you ever seen a single person change his mind?
[Chorus]
G# A#
Move along son, don't you know?
D#
You're preaching to the converted
G#
You might as well go home
A#
Move along son, don't you know?
D#
You're preaching to the converted.
[Verse 2]
D#
Shaking hands, kissing babies, making speeches
G# D#
If there's a point sorry I missed it
D#
Climbing up the ladder where opinion doesn't matter
G#
If all my mates believe in me,
D#
Maybe I should run the whole country
A# G#
I bet you can't resist it
D#
Nobody's got any good Red songs anymore
G# D# A# G#
And Billy Bragg's gone fishing in his four by four
[Chorus]
G# A#
Move along son, don't you know?
D#
You're preaching to the converted
G#
You might as well go home
A#
Move along son, don't you know?
D#
You're preaching to the converted.
[Bridge]
Gm
And I'm sick to death of the dicks on the left
Being just as nasty as the dicks on the right
Fm D# G# D# G# D# G#
While the dicks in the middle haven't got a clue
Gm
Everybody is a dick green, blue, yellow or red
Fm
Get a bit of power and it goes straight to your head
So take your spin and your need to win
D# A# G#
And stick it up your bum
D# A# G#
And wiggle it around while it's up there
D# A# G#
That's your brain stuck on your thumb
[Chorus]
G# A#
Move along son, don't you know?
D#
You're preaching to the converted
G#
You might as well go home
A#
Move along son, don't you know?
D#
You're preaching to the converted.
[Outro]
A# D#
Preaching to the converted
A# D#
Preaching to the converted.