Chords by Paul Wingham from The Sweet Fantastic. www.thesweetfantastic.co.uk
For corrections email [email protected]
I love this song so enjoy!!!
Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine
Falling on a Bruise
You [Es4]win some [E7]and you [A]lose some
and I've [Es4]lost the [E7]will to [A]lose
with my [Es4]part-time [E7]job and my [A]faith in God, [B7]fallling on a [E7]bruise
And this no star [Es4]bed and [E7]breakfas[A]t and insolvency ab[Es4]use[E7][A]
make me feel like [Es4]throwing my[E7]self off the [A]kitchen shelf
[B7]falling on a [E7]brulse
And [Es4]all of [E7]my un[A]worldly goods, the ba[Es4]iliffs to[E7]ok them to[A]o
for all the [Es4]ducked bills and [E7]silly sods from [A]Brian Mills' catalogue
[B7]something borrowed, bartered and [E7]blew
You [Es4]win some [E7]and you [A]lose some
and you save [Es4]nothing for a [E7]rainy [A]day
you need your [Es4]nutrasweet [E7]daddy some [A]peppermint paddy
or just a [B7]hackneyed old [B7]cabbie who can [E7]drive you and your [E7]babby away
Break: Dm G C Am, Dm G C A7 A7
[Es4]Two [E7]fives or a [A]ten could [Es4]get me [E7]back to [A]you
[Es4] [E7] and [A]stop me fa[B7]lling for a br[E7]uise
(Then) Dm G C Am Dm G C A7 A7 (until the end)
(It's not that I'm agrophobic, it's just that it's not safe
to go out anymore so I just stay indoors with my T.V. Times.
my petty crimes and my nursery rhymes, someone said that the
sound of a baby crying is the most beautiful sound in the
world and beauty is in the eye of the beholder but as my heart
grows colder. and colder I just feel so tired. The fridge is empty,
the walls are damp, there's no hot water and I look like a tramp and
tramps like us baby we were born to walk but where does a mother's
girl go when her mother's gone?
Some you win and some you lose, I've spent my whole lifetime
falling on a bruise and if I had the chance to do it all again
I'd change everything.)
define: Es4:020200 E7: 020100 B7:x21202 A7:x02020
For corrections email [email protected]
I love this song so enjoy!!!
Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine
Falling on a Bruise
You [Es4]win some [E7]and you [A]lose some
and I've [Es4]lost the [E7]will to [A]lose
with my [Es4]part-time [E7]job and my [A]faith in God, [B7]fallling on a [E7]bruise
And this no star [Es4]bed and [E7]breakfas[A]t and insolvency ab[Es4]use[E7][A]
make me feel like [Es4]throwing my[E7]self off the [A]kitchen shelf
[B7]falling on a [E7]brulse
And [Es4]all of [E7]my un[A]worldly goods, the ba[Es4]iliffs to[E7]ok them to[A]o
for all the [Es4]ducked bills and [E7]silly sods from [A]Brian Mills' catalogue
[B7]something borrowed, bartered and [E7]blew
You [Es4]win some [E7]and you [A]lose some
and you save [Es4]nothing for a [E7]rainy [A]day
you need your [Es4]nutrasweet [E7]daddy some [A]peppermint paddy
or just a [B7]hackneyed old [B7]cabbie who can [E7]drive you and your [E7]babby away
Break: Dm G C Am, Dm G C A7 A7
[Es4]Two [E7]fives or a [A]ten could [Es4]get me [E7]back to [A]you
[Es4] [E7] and [A]stop me fa[B7]lling for a br[E7]uise
(Then) Dm G C Am Dm G C A7 A7 (until the end)
(It's not that I'm agrophobic, it's just that it's not safe
to go out anymore so I just stay indoors with my T.V. Times.
my petty crimes and my nursery rhymes, someone said that the
sound of a baby crying is the most beautiful sound in the
world and beauty is in the eye of the beholder but as my heart
grows colder. and colder I just feel so tired. The fridge is empty,
the walls are damp, there's no hot water and I look like a tramp and
tramps like us baby we were born to walk but where does a mother's
girl go when her mother's gone?
Some you win and some you lose, I've spent my whole lifetime
falling on a bruise and if I had the chance to do it all again
I'd change everything.)
define: Es4:020200 E7: 020100 B7:x21202 A7:x02020
