调：C major
Verse 1
He'd started talking to himself.
His ma was dead.
The first sign of madness,
Alarm bells should
have been going off in his head.
SOS, gave a little whistle and
made his last request.
F
C
listened to the spokesman for his generation,
like you just don't care,
About anything or anybody
About football or music, the sun,
the wind and the rain
It doesn't pay to advertise
Pop wine and a two -part
pack of lies
Scintillating, trivialized
Like
Neverland with pumpkin tails
All the trimmings and nothing else
Top boots instead of arse and wells
Probably worth a ton for twelve
Never mind the quality, fail yourself
Slipping into mental health
Lord that I was blessed
With more than my share of bitchiness
Cos everything is specious
I'm done with mirrors and camera tricks
he'd eat a child and put
D
Dm
F
An end to evil, it's elementary
My dear
The
Watson
D
Dm
C
F#
I'm a victim, I'm a fool, stupid joke
He turns off his radio,
looks at his newspaper
he's thought about lies
And he's thought about...
Homes and boats and shipwrecks
Fascist bully boys and girls from
the ashes of a poisoned world
flies and penance are guiding
Tits and arse blink like the birch and
take the children up to church
drought and flood
Watson
The
you
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