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Introduction: Em D G (3 1 4)
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[C]D [D]G [G]D E[(3]m [1](2[4)] 1 1 strum)
[Em]In Choco[D]late [G]Town all the [C]trains are paint[D]ed [G]brown, and the [C]silver [D]paper of the [G]wrapper.
There's a [Em]dapper litt[D]le [G]man, and he [C]wears a wax [D]mu[G]stache
That he [C]twists with nic[D]otine [G]fingers as he [C]drops his ciga[D]rette [G]ash.
And [D]someone comes and sweeps it up, and [G]then he doffs his cap
And there's a [D]rat in someone's bedroom, and they're [G]shutting someone's trap.
And they'll [Em]soon be pulling [D]down the little palaces.
And the [Em]doors swing back [D]and [G]forward, from the [C]past into [D]the [G]present
And the [C]bedside cru[D]ci[G]fixion turns from [C]wood to [D]phospho[G]rescent.
And they're [D]moving problem families from the [G]South up to the North,
[D]Mother's crying over some soft [G]soap opera divorce,
And you [C]say you didn't do it, but you [F]know you did of [D]course,
And they'll [Em]soon be pulling [D]down the little palaces.
It's like [Em]shouting in [D]a [G]matchbox, filled with [C]plasterboard [D]and [G]hope,
Like a [C]picture of [D]Prince [G]William in the [C]arms of John [D]the [G]Pope.
There's a [Em]world of good [D]in[G]tentions, and [C]pity in [D]their [G]eyes,
A0 C D G C D G
The sedated homes of England, are theirs to vandalize.
So you [D]knock the kids about a bit, [G]because they've got your name,
And you [D]knock the kids about a bit, un[G]til they feel the same.
And they [Em]feel like knocking [D]down the little palaces.
Instrumental: Em D G (3 1 4)
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[D] [G] [D] [(4] [2] [2)]
[Em] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4]
[C]D [D]G [G]D E[(3]m [1] ([4)]2 1 1 strum)
You're the [Em]twinkle in [D]your [G]daddy's eye, a [C]name you [D]spray and [G]scribble,
You made the [C]girls all turn [D]their [G]heads, and in [C]turn they made [D]you [G]miserable.
To [Em]be the heir [D]ap[G]parent, to the [C]kingdom of [D]the [G]invisible.
So you [D]knock the kids about a bit, [G]because they've got your name,
And you [D]knock the kids about a bit, un[G]til they feel the same.
And they [Em]feel like knocking [D]down
yeah they [C]feel like knocking [G]down,
Oh they [Em]feel like knocking [D]down the little palaces.
Repeat instrumental twice
Introduction: Em D G (3 1 4)
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[C]D [D]G [G]D E[(3]m [1](2[4)] 1 1 strum)
[Em]In Choco[D]late [G]Town all the [C]trains are paint[D]ed [G]brown, and the [C]silver [D]paper of the [G]wrapper.
There's a [Em]dapper litt[D]le [G]man, and he [C]wears a wax [D]mu[G]stache
That he [C]twists with nic[D]otine [G]fingers as he [C]drops his ciga[D]rette [G]ash.
And [D]someone comes and sweeps it up, and [G]then he doffs his cap
And there's a [D]rat in someone's bedroom, and they're [G]shutting someone's trap.
And they'll [Em]soon be pulling [D]down the little palaces.
And the [Em]doors swing back [D]and [G]forward, from the [C]past into [D]the [G]present
And the [C]bedside cru[D]ci[G]fixion turns from [C]wood to [D]phospho[G]rescent.
And they're [D]moving problem families from the [G]South up to the North,
[D]Mother's crying over some soft [G]soap opera divorce,
And you [C]say you didn't do it, but you [F]know you did of [D]course,
And they'll [Em]soon be pulling [D]down the little palaces.
It's like [Em]shouting in [D]a [G]matchbox, filled with [C]plasterboard [D]and [G]hope,
Like a [C]picture of [D]Prince [G]William in the [C]arms of John [D]the [G]Pope.
There's a [Em]world of good [D]in[G]tentions, and [C]pity in [D]their [G]eyes,
A0 C D G C D G
The sedated homes of England, are theirs to vandalize.
So you [D]knock the kids about a bit, [G]because they've got your name,
And you [D]knock the kids about a bit, un[G]til they feel the same.
And they [Em]feel like knocking [D]down the little palaces.
Instrumental: Em D G (3 1 4)
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[D] [G] [D] [(4] [2] [2)]
[Em] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4)]
[C] [D] [G] [(3] [1] [4]
[C]D [D]G [G]D E[(3]m [1] ([4)]2 1 1 strum)
You're the [Em]twinkle in [D]your [G]daddy's eye, a [C]name you [D]spray and [G]scribble,
You made the [C]girls all turn [D]their [G]heads, and in [C]turn they made [D]you [G]miserable.
To [Em]be the heir [D]ap[G]parent, to the [C]kingdom of [D]the [G]invisible.
So you [D]knock the kids about a bit, [G]because they've got your name,
And you [D]knock the kids about a bit, un[G]til they feel the same.
And they [Em]feel like knocking [D]down
yeah they [C]feel like knocking [G]down,
Oh they [Em]feel like knocking [D]down the little palaces.
Repeat instrumental twice
