The Overload chords by
Yard Act
Yard Act

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Key: F# major
Verse 1
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(Yeah,
yeah, yeah)
Verse 2
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I'm shaking up my eight ball
'cause I'm trying to see
What tomorrow's world
has got in store for me
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Your freedom don't come cheap
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I'm bartering hard with no room to give
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Living my life as if my head
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ain't a complete sieve
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Hold your horses,
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bandage up it's bloodied knees
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Poor thing's been exhausted since '83
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But from the causeway it's hard to see
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the full extent of the damage
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You couldn't see the wood
s for the trees
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Fuck me, how am I supposed to cope
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In the age of the gentrified savage
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There's no hope
Verse 3
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Kid s these days they think
they've been hard done by
But they've never even looked at
an iron lung like I did once
They've got the whole thing wrong,
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just bumbling along
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On the bottom rung sucking each other
off and huffing designer bongs
It's a constant hit,
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it's not worth what they paying for it
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In my day,
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the gear on the street was so weak
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It could eat your ambition in
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a matter of weeks
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Just trying to envision the peak,
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and that's bleak
And that's bleak
Verse 4
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The overload of discontent
The constant burden of making sense
It won't relent, it won't repent
How to remain in dissonance
Verse 5
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The overload of discontent
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The constant burden of making sense
It won't relent, it won't repent
Verse 6
How to remain in dissonance
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Now then
Look here, what you need
to understand is
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If you wanna make some
decent money from it
You'd better off kicking that dickhead singer
you've got in out the band
And getting yourself a gig
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down The Grand
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I know the landlord Fat Andy
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And I bet he'd be up for giving you a leg up
If you just give him a hand
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Just don't be doing originals
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Play the standards
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And don't get political
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I know what that dickhead singers like
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He'll en d up in the back
of an ambulance
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With the mic stand rammed up his arse
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Twice over
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All 'cause he couldn't ignore
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the flag and be polite
Show some respect and
listen to my advice
Because if you don't challenge
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me on anything
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You'll find I'm actually very nice
Are you listening?
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I'm actually very fucking nice
Verse 7
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The overload of discontent
The constant burden of making sense
It won't relent, it won't repent
How to remain in dissonance
Verse 8
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The overload of discon
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tent
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The constant burden of making sense
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It won't relent, it won't repent
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How to remain in dissonance
Verse 9
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The overload of discontent
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The constant burden
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of making sense
It won't relent,
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it won't repent
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How to remain in dissonance
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How to remain in dissonance
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How to remain in dissonance
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How to remain in dissonance

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