Chord/Tab song: Hey Modern Days

[Intro]



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Then


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[Verse]
[G] [F] [Em] [C]
[Bridge]
[D] [Em] [F] [Am] [G]
[Refrang] (7e bandet ar att foredra):
[Em] [Bm] [C] [G] [Am] [Em] [F#] [B]
[Interlude]
[Em] [Bm] [C] [G] [F]

[Verse 1] G F Em C

Hey modern days
here we come!
but our feet are swollen
and we got no place to stay

But we hope
it would still be OK
`cause we brought champagne
and we thought that
there must be sleeping bags
(In this very modern day)

[Bridge] D Em F Am G

But we´re all very proud
to be here today
the first of a thousand
million modern days

[Refrang] Em Bm C G Am Em F# B

`Cause it´s a scam
It´s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It´s abrieved in the sense
of being up-john and senseless
It´s a see-saw sickness
It´s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the centurys´ crime

[Verse 2] G F Em C

Hey modern days
We are taken a-back
we´re a flame and a-gog
aloof and inhaled

with a don-don briefcase
- Wait for our call
And I thereforce shall declare
that the stores shall be locked no more

[Bridge 2] D Em F Am G

Why shall men suffer?
Why shall there be freaks?
Why am I still rehearsing a song
when I ought to sleep?

[Refrang] Em Bm C G Am Em F# B

`Cause it´s a scam
It´s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It´s abrieved in the sense
of being up-john and senseless
It´s a see-saw sickness
It´s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the centurys´ crime

[Interlude] Em Bm C G F

Oh, chin-batty dour face!
Why did you go there?
Sitting on a cold stone
waiting for the train home
hoping it would carry me home
hoping it would carry me home!

[Refrang] Em Bm C G Am Em F# B

`Cause it´s a scam
It´s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It´s abrieved in the sense
of being up-john and senseless
It´s a see-saw sickness
It´s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the centurys´ crime