Текст песни beautiful south - from under the covers | guitar chord и Mp3
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Date: Sun, 23 Jul 1995 11:01:50 -0700From: misterme@netcom.com (Sir Not Appearing in this Film)Subject: Beautiful South - `From Under The Covers`>From Under The Coversby Paul Heaton and David RotherayIntro:Dm Am Bb F C Dm C FDm Am Bb F C Dm C F Dm Bb F CIt`s six a.m. and even Big Ben Dm Bb F CIs trying to get his head down for a kip Dm BbBut no sooner is it down F CAnd then it`s on with dressing gown Dm Bb F CFor this city very rarely loses grip F C Bb CBut I have a friend who`s never up by ten F C Bb CHe`s fast asleep with mouth open wide F C Bb CHe`s lost a lot of jobs, but he`s won a lot of friends F C Bb CAnd he says to me, he cannot tell the timeIt`s seven a.m. and we`re coughing up the phlegmSpitting out the taste of night beforeAnd we`ll vomit and we`ll chokeJust to climb their tatty ropeWell this city has its charm and its clawAnd he`ll blame his clockOr he`ll say he`s lost his socksAnd they`ll tell you that he`s been bitten by a snakeHis excuses are an art>From the bottom of his heartAnd he thinks of them whenever he awakesIt`s eight a.m. we`re on the road againRacing for a placing at the topAnd it says green for goFor the people in the knowBut for the others all it says is red for stopIt`s cold and it`s dampAnd they`ve dug him a graveAnd the ten fifteen merchant`s still in bedAnd scrawled upon the headboardFor the whole wide world to see is"Died In The Arms Of Big Ted"Lyrics (C) 1989 Go! Discs Music Ltd., used without permission.Please send any corrections to Dylan Salisbury from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germanye-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.comlyrics and chords of: From Under The Covers by The Beautiful SouthSuggestions and corrections are always welcome!date: 95/10/15Am F C GIt`s 6.00 a.m. and even Big Ben Am F C GIs trying to get his head down for a kip Am FBut no sooner is it down C GAnd then it`s on with dressing gown Am F C GFor this city very rarely loses grip C G F GBut I have a friend who`s never up by 10.00 C G F GHe`s fast asleep with mouth open wide C G F GHe`s lost a lot of jobs, but he`s won a lot of friends C G F GAnd he says to me, he cannot tell the time Am F C GIt`s 7.00 a.m. and we`re coghing up the phlegm Am F C GSpitting out the taste of night before Am FAnd we`ll vomit and we`ll choke C GJust to climb their tatty rope Am F C GWell this city has it`s charm, and is`t claw C G F GAnd he`ll blame his clock or he`ll say he`s lost his socks C G F GAnd they`ll tell you that he`s been bitten by a snake C G F GHis excuses are an art from the bottom of his heart C G F GAnd he thinks of them whenever he awakes Am F C GIt`s 8.00 a.m. and we`re on the road again Am F C GRacing for a placing at the top Am FAnd it says green for go C GFor the people in the know Am F C GBut for the others all it says red for stop C G F GIt`s cold and it`s damp and they`ve dug him a grave C G F GAnd the 10.15 merchants still in bed C G F GAnd scrawled upon the headboard for the whole wide world to see is C G F G"Died In The Arms Of Big Ted"Original played in F-Major!Seite 2 von 2