Am Am/G Am/F# Am/F E A Well the rest of my life lay in front of me, F#m I was pedalling down the road, G When I saw Nell Gwynne and her oranges A And I'll have one of those. D E D E She said Move over busker, don't bang your drum D E A Move over busker, your time will come. A Well I was hanging around for a miracle, F#m Struggling with a rhyme, G When I saw Mae West in a sweaty vest, A And I said I'll come up and see you sometime. D E D E She said Move over busker, don't bang your drum E A Move over busker, your time will come. Am Am/G You've got it coming, come on come on, Am/F# Am/F You've got it coming, coming to you. Am Am/G You've got it coming, come on come on, Am/F# Am/F You've got it coming, coming to you. D Bm Well I've been waiting, but I'm impatient, G A No-one can hold me back, I want to stay with the action. D Bm But I won't get it, my great illusion G A will vanish anyhow if I don't grab it now. D Well I was hacking my way throught the undergrowth, Bm Juggling with my pride, C When I saw Errol Flynn in a tiger skin, D And I said you look satisfied!! D Well he looked down at me from his motor home, Bm And he gave me a dirty smile, C He said well yes I am but she's calling me, D Would you excuse us for a while G A G A Move over busker, your day is done. G A D Move over busker, my time has come.