Written for my Art Brut franchise band, Art Brut 53310761
(*C maj) C (fmaj/c)
(*C maj) C (fmaj/c)
When a man
comes home
fmaj
From his
working day
c
With a
heart that’s crying softly
(fmaj) G / G7
For the
ghosts of yesterday
(c ) C
When the
soulshot world
Fmaj
– am7
Shrugs and
turns again
C
/ Cmin
There’s a
shiver of surrender
G (cmaj)
Hidden in
the whisky’s flames
chorrrus
C – F -C
But youuuuuuuuu
C – F -C
You’re a sight for sore eyes
Since I metcha off the train
G / G7
I’ve been feeling twelve foot high
C – F -C
And youuuuuu
Fmaj - Amin
You’re a sight for sore eyes
C G
– G7 C(7)
– F(maj7) - C
Gonna pin you to the floor and stick me head
between yer thighs
When I sit
alone
And the sky
scums black
And I’m
smoking my gormless way
To a heart
attack
Cause
there’s something wrong
All my hope
has gone
Through
these years of treading quicksand
With a bruised
and broken back
But
youuuuuuuuu
You’re a
sight for sore eyes
Gonna love
you more tomorrow
Than I
loved you yesterday
And
youuuuuu
Hope you
don’t think I’m bad
Cause when
you went down on me I was thinking of your dad
And youuu
Hope you
don’t think it’s queer
Gonna wait
till you’re asleep
Then I’m
gonna wank into your ear
And youuuu
Hope you
don’t think it’s wrong
You know
I’d marry you tomorrow
If you
weren’t such a fucking mong
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