From under the covers

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Sun, 23 Jul 1995 11:01:50 -0700 From: misterme@netcom.com (Sir Not Appearing in this Film) Subject: Beautiful South - 'From Under The Covers' >From Under The Covers By Paul Heaton and David Rotheray Intro: Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F Dm Bb F C It's six a.m. and even Big Ben Dm Bb F C Is trying to get his head down for a kip Dm Bb But no sooner is it down F C And then it's on with dressing gown Dm Bb F C For this city very rarely loses grip F C Bb C But I have a friend who's never up by ten F C Bb C He's fast asleep with mouth open wide F C Bb C He's lost a lot of jobs, but he's won a lot of friends F C Bb C And he says to me, he cannot tell the time It's seven a.m. and we're coughing up the phlegm Spitting out the taste of night before And we'll vomit and we'll choke Just to climb their tatty rope Well this city has its charm and its claw And he'll blame his clock Or he'll say he's lost his socks And they'll tell you that he's been bitten by a snake His excuses are an art >From the bottom of his heart And he thinks of them whenever he awakes It's eight a.m. we're on the road again Racing for a placing at the top And it says green for go For the people in the know But for the others all it says is red for stop It's cold and it's damp And they've dug him a grave And the ten fifteen merchant's still in bed And scrawled upon the headboard For 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, Germany E-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com Lyrics and chords of: From Under The Covers by The Beautiful South Suggestions and corrections are always welcome! Date: 95/10/15 Am F C G It's 6.00 a.m. and even Big Ben Am F C G Is trying to get his head down for a kip Am F But no sooner is it down C G And then it's on with dressing gown Am F C G For this city very rarely loses grip C G F G But I have a friend who's never up by 10.00 C G F G He's fast asleep with mouth open wide C G F G He's lost a lot of jobs, but he's won a lot of friends C G F G And he says to me, he cannot tell the time Am F C G It's 7.00 a.m. and we're coghing up the phlegm Am F C G Spitting out the taste of night before Am F And we'll vomit and we'll choke C G Just to climb their tatty rope Am F C G Well this city has it's charm, and is't claw C G F G And he'll blame his clock or he'll say he's lost his socks C G F G And they'll tell you that he's been bitten by a snake C G F G His excuses are an art from the bottom of his heart C G F G And he thinks of them whenever he awakes Am F C G It's 8.00 a.m. and we're on the road again Am F C G Racing for a placing at the top Am F And it says green for go C G For the people in the know Am F C G But for the others all it says red for stop C G F G It's cold and it's damp and they've dug him a grave C G F G And the 10.15 merchants still in bed C G F G And 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

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