Northern Line

	  		
Intro: 

F 
Am F 
Em F 
ahaha 
F 
C  F 
ahaha 

Verse 1:
 
Am 
You were a no-show, down the jivin' disco 
Am                  F 
My momma's at home, getting pissed on vino 
Am                       Am 
When the kids buy draws, but theyre smokin bisto 
Am                   F 
A road goes straight, but it ends illegal 
Dm                  Am 
And the regal sons, get the purest bugel 
Am                F 
Bullies only pick on the young and feeble, 
Dm 
Now hey-ho, lets go mucho boozin' 
F 
Sometimes you wonder what am i doing? 

Bridge:
Dm                       Am 
You move and you groove, when you lose what you lose, 
Am                            F 
And you lose what you groove, and you're moving away, 
Dm                            Dm 
And you move what you groove, when you prove what you lose 
Dm                            F 
And you lose what you choose, and you're moving away, 


Verse 2:
 
Dm       Am 
Well OK, what happen if we stay? 
Am                      F 
Straight to the barrier then run off away 
F     Am 
I say what I mean, but dont mean what i say 
Am                                F 
Was I right? No? Oh-my-goody-gosh darn it 
Am 
Chattin' to Barney from High Barnet with 
Am               F 
no barnet. About how we cert do love it 
Am 
A young son muppet with my ma's gin and tonic, 
Am                        F 
And I'm pukin up all over your Capri car bonnet 

 
Am        Am 
..You got so much, I take 
Am              F 
too much always gonna waste your time 
F  Am 
.. I need direction, always 
Am                                    Dm 
been crap on the travel as I read the signs 
Am 
..So shut your mouth love, 
Am                                  Dm 
before I stick this track where the sun don't shine 
Am 
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk, 
Am                    G 
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line 


Post-Chorus
C 
... ... ... All aboard! 
C 
... ... ... Last traaaaiiiinnn! 

Verse 3:
 
Am 
How would you feel gettin' left alone? 
Am                            F 
He was a toned down original, and stepped to toe 
Dm                             Am 
He was the bottomless bottles, in the backwashed barren 
Am                     F 
And the Sikh whose son thrown out and left farrel 
Dm                  Am 
It's all gone wrong in your life o' answers 
Am                     F 
Used'a take triple A's art to charge us 
Dm 
Take you away from your hazy days 
Am                     F 
Rave life, just a blur in the halls of dancers 


Am        Am 
..You got so much, I take 
Am              F 
too much always gonna waste your time 
F  Am 
.. I need direction, always 
Am                                    Dm 
been crap on the travel as I read the signs 
Am 
..So shut your mouth love, 
Am                                  Dm 
before I stick this track where the sun don't shine 
Am 
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk, 
Am                    G 
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line 


Pre-Chorus
C 
... ... ... ... 
C 
Wakey-wakey! Up ya step! 
C 
... ... ... One-man band, 
C 
eh? ... ... ... 
C 
...What you doing? Where ya been from? 
F                       Em 
Where ya going to, man? Where your kingdom? 
C 
Where ya goin'? Where ya wanna be? 
F                C 
You roll it down with the Pacemaker 
C 
... But live it, but live it up an' 
C 
Give it away, Give it away, Give it away 
C 
Give it away. Ah, where's your money? 
Em      Dm 

 
Dm   Am 
... You got so much, I take 
Am                    F 
too much always gonna waste your time 
F  Am 
...I need direction, always 
Am                                    Dm 
been crap on the travel as I read the signs 
Am 
...So shut your mouth love, 
Am                  Dm 
before I stick this track where the sun don't shine 
Am 
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk, 
Am                    G 
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line 

Am 
... You got so much, I take 
Am                    F 
too much always gonna waste your time 
Am      Am 
I need direction, always been 
Am                    F 
crap on the travel as I read the signs 
Am 
...So shut your mouth love, before I 
Am               Dm 
stick this track where the sun don't shine 
Am 
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk, 
Am                    G 
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line 


Outro: Am