Too much brandy chords by The Streets
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Intro 1
(A minor)
Verse 1
Smell of good earthy herbs makes (A minor)
my nerves shudder
But where were you that
cold December
'Cause we were in the grasshopper
spending guilders
Central station,
charged up like Scarface
Amsterdam ain't a nice place off your face,
we enter the race
Walk down, been there before,
done that, no joy if you're bored
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Verse 2
Let's (A minor) go see Roy,
get fucked up with the boys
Calvin, Schmalvin, I'm well within my limit,
oh hang on a minute
These mushrooms just kicked in,
think I might be finished
The ball game heads for the worse
For what it's worth,
I might just fall off the edge of the earth
Verse 3
Brain's kind of surfing now
(A minor) We wander down darkened pathways in a daze,
woy
"You want to buy any cocaine,
boy?" Am I paranoid? "Yes, you're paranoid"
Charlie, darling, please save me,
this is raving
Take me home to my baby,
two bags of mushrooms
Room's mushed up and I need a cradle
Verse 4
In (A minor) its own little way,
my body (D minor) was trying to say
That you'd (A minor) better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way,
my body (D minor) was trying to say
That you'd (A minor) better stop drinking brandy
Verse 5
Now (A minor) getting to the bar's gonna be trouble
So the Marlons'll have
to be doubles
Then you drink doubles
The same speed you drink singles
Ah, beautiful,
the barman holds aloft the crystal glass
And I'm having all that's in the
bubble in the bottom of the bottle
Verse 6
Then by three (A minor) or four,
your head's a bit mangled
Club's full, you mingle,
you dance the fandango
You sing all your favorite jingles
Far gone on one,
call me Baron Von Marlon
One has a monocle and cigar
Dickie bow and long Johns
Verse 7
My utility (A minor) belt tells me it's to the bar,
Batman
Fat cans of that lager then
it's straight to the dance floor
For much more fancy footwork,
it's adored by many amour
Don't awe me with your
little sidestep technique
Get to the beat, loosen up,
it's the streets
Verse 8
In its (A minor) own little way,
my body (D minor) was trying to say
That you'd (A minor) better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way,
my body (D minor) was trying to say
(A minor) That you'd better stop drinking brandy
Verse 9
We (A minor) eat junk food, sat drunk on the tube
Every time the train clunks I feel
like puking
Wonder whether that beautiful
bird'll ring
Then it all goes hazy,
these are the days
We're walking up out and back to the road,
talking
Well, shouting actually,
Verse 10
loads more drunk, by Jove
(A minor) Mind's focused, balance fucked up
Ra, ra, ra, it's all back
to the Dogstar and
If it's his round I'm quite partial
to another Marlon at the bar
Bad idea to start again late,
should've given my brain a break
Take it easy, mate, you start to think
You're a state, you definitely are a state
Verse 11
In its own little way, my body (D minor)
was trying to say
(A minor) That you'd better stop drinking brandy
In its own little way,
my body (D minor) was trying to say
(A minor) That you'd better stop drinking brandy
Too much brandy
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