Wish me well (Brooker / Reid)
Intro Gm D7 Gm D7
Our l[Em]ocal picture hou[B7]se
was s[D7]howing a Batman m[G]ovie
You s[G]ee this guy fly [am]up in the sky,
I th[D7]ought to myself, '[G]Why shouldn't I?'
So I b[Em]ought a pair of [B7]wings,
[D7]went up upon a wa[G]ll
I [G]was about to jump in[am]to the air
when a[D7] guy from the street c[G]alled
He said, 'H[G]ey wait a minute!
[C]Don't you realize the d[D]anger?
[G]What do you think you a[C]re, some kind of a[D]ngel?'
I considered for a minute,
realized he spoke the truth.
For the barbells on my eyelids
only emphasised my youth
and the sawdust in my plimsolls
means the same to him as me
But that's neither here nor further,
so I spoke considerately
'Now if you understand
just what I'm trying to say,
whatever you do, don't grin,
you'll give the game away!'
By now a crowd had gathered
and it seemed that all was lost
In the anger of the moment
I had diced with death and lost
It seemed to me the time was right
so I burst into song
In the anger of the moment
the crowd began to sing along
I could not see a way out
of this predicament
Just then a breeze came through the trees
and up in the air I went
[D] [Dadd9] [Dm] [D]
[C#] [F#] [F#m] [B]
I must have flown a mile,
or maybe it was eight
Thought to myself pretty soon
I'd hit the Golden Gates
Just then a passing bird
for no reason I could see
took a peck at my wings and
that was the end of me
I went down, hit the ground
faster than the speed of sound
Luckily I broke no bones only
tore my underclothes
outro G C D D
Intro Gm D7 Gm D7
Our l[Em]ocal picture hou[B7]se
was s[D7]howing a Batman m[G]ovie
You s[G]ee this guy fly [am]up in the sky,
I th[D7]ought to myself, '[G]Why shouldn't I?'
So I b[Em]ought a pair of [B7]wings,
[D7]went up upon a wa[G]ll
I [G]was about to jump in[am]to the air
when a[D7] guy from the street c[G]alled
He said, 'H[G]ey wait a minute!
[C]Don't you realize the d[D]anger?
[G]What do you think you a[C]re, some kind of a[D]ngel?'
I considered for a minute,
realized he spoke the truth.
For the barbells on my eyelids
only emphasised my youth
and the sawdust in my plimsolls
means the same to him as me
But that's neither here nor further,
so I spoke considerately
'Now if you understand
just what I'm trying to say,
whatever you do, don't grin,
you'll give the game away!'
By now a crowd had gathered
and it seemed that all was lost
In the anger of the moment
I had diced with death and lost
It seemed to me the time was right
so I burst into song
In the anger of the moment
the crowd began to sing along
I could not see a way out
of this predicament
Just then a breeze came through the trees
and up in the air I went
[D] [Dadd9] [Dm] [D]
[C#] [F#] [F#m] [B]
I must have flown a mile,
or maybe it was eight
Thought to myself pretty soon
I'd hit the Golden Gates
Just then a passing bird
for no reason I could see
took a peck at my wings and
that was the end of me
I went down, hit the ground
faster than the speed of sound
Luckily I broke no bones only
tore my underclothes
outro G C D D
