Key: F major•
Verse 1
F
Fm
We don't mind the smell
Bb
F
so damp that I just can't sleep.
It's like heaven and hell with
the whites and the blacks
Bb
F
and the trash just stays in the street.
Am
Dm
and our councillor, he's the son of a
A
Dm
A time to stand and reach much higher
A
Dm
He was ten and I was almost eight
A
Dm
He called my friend a dirty liar
A
Dm
F
We put our footprints upon his grave
The middle class kid
walked with his nose up high
Bb
F
He was clean with his curly hair
Fm
F
Well, we cut his lip and he started to cry
Dm
F
Am
In our neighbourhood
A
Am
We're the sort of boys
A
Dm
A time to stand and reach much higher
A
Dm
He was ten and I was almost eight
A
Dm
A
He called my friend a dirty liar
A
F
But we dragged him down
to where the river
Bb
F
Meets the smelly drains in the wall
Bb
Well, he made no sound as we tied his feet
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsF Fm Bb Am Dm...
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