Intro: Ab Db Gb Db Bbm Ab I remember the sickness was forever Db Gb Db I remember snuff videos Bbm Ab Cold septembers The distances we covered Db Gb The fist fights on the beach Db The bizzies round us up Bbm Ab Do it all again next week Embryonic love Db Gb The first time that it scarred Db Embarrass yourself for someone Bbm Ab Crying like a child And the boy who kicked Tom's head in Db Gb Still bugs me now Db That's the thing it lingers Bbm Ab And claws you when you're down ( Db Gb Db Bbm ) Ab I was far too scared to hit him Db Gb But I would hit him in a heartbeat now Db That's the thing with anger Bbm Ab It begs to stick around So it can fleece you of your beauty Db Gb And leave you spent with nowt to offer Db It makes you hurt the ones who love you Ab Db Gb Db You hurt them like they're nothing Bbm Ab You hurt them like they're nothing ( Db Gb Db Bbm ) Ab See I spent my teens enraged Db Gb Spiraling in silence Db And I armed myself with a grin Bbm Ab 'Cause I was always a fuckin' joker Buried in their humour Db Gb Amongst the white noise and boys' boys Db Locker room talkin' lads' lads Bbm Ab Drenched in cheap drink and snide fags A mirrored picture of my old man Db Gb Oh God the kid's a dab hand Canny chanter, but he looks sad Db Bbm Ab God, the kid looks so sad ( Db Gb Db ) Bbm Ab She said the debt, the debt, the debt So I thought about shifting gear Db Gb And how she wept and wept and wept Db Luck came and died round here Ab I see my mother The DWP see a number Db Gb She cries on the floor encumbered Db I'm seventeen going under Bbm Ab Db Gb Db I'm seventeen going under Bbm Ab Db Gb Db I'm seventeen going under Ab I'm seventeen going under Final: Db Gb Db Bbm Ab
See also: Bryan Ferry - The 'In' Crowd |
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