Тональность: C major
Intro 1
C
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
Verse 1
C
D
We were gathered on a Thursday
Fm
C
To see the two out of five
D
Pitch your newly pressed pop record
Fm
C
And the room was well inside
D
Until the faithful got the bends
Fm
C
And you never made amends
D
For the fielding error on the call
Fm
C
To play your best known song of all
Verse 2
D
I wanted to hate you
Fm
C
That was my first choice
D
I wanted to hate you
Fm
C
Until I heard your
Interlude 1
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
Verse 3
C
D
Fm
My, how rude, so impolite
C
All this on your night of nights
Little man of smallish frame
Fm
C
Crushed beneath your pop band name
D
Your table manners left behind
Fm
C
In an Oxford flat at suppertime
You came of range on
Fm
C
Now sleep's not all your losing
Verse 4
D
I wanted to hate you
Fm
C
That was my first choice
D
I wanted to hate you
Fm
C
Until I heard your voice
D
When I heard your voice
Em
Fm
C
I could ignore your face
D
When I heard your voice
Interlude 2
G
A
Cm
G
A
Cm
G
A
Cm
G
A
Cm
G
C
G
Am
D
G
C
D
G
C
D
G
C
D
G
C
Am
Bb
C
Bb
C
Gm
C
Bb
C
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
Verse 5
C
D
Let the ass bray
Fm
C
Make the punters pay
Verse 6
C
D
F#dim
Let the ass bray
Fm
C
Make the punters pay
Verse 7
C
D
Let the ass bray
Fm
C
Make the punters pay
Verse 8
C
D
F#dim
Let the ass bray
Fm
C
Make the punters pay
Outro 1
C
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
C
C
D
Fm
C
D
Fm
D
Fm
D
Fm
D
Fm
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