Ed Sheeran - Take me back to london

^D#m Jet ^Bplane head^F#ed up to the s^D#mky Spread ^Bwings in th^F#e clouds, getting h^D#migh We ^Bain't hit ^F#a rave in a ^Bwhile C# N.C. So take me back to London

Yo, I do ^D#mdeals, but I never get twanged (Twanged) ^BNews that ain't ever be^F#en planned (Planned) No ^D#mgoons that were never in gangs (Gangs) Where I'm ^Bfrom, chat shit, g^F#et banged (What?) Where I'm ^D#mfrom, chat shit, let the 12 gauge rip Yeah, ^Bsick how it fits i^F#n my hand (Hand) I don't ^Bmix with the glitz and the glam (Glam) All these ^C#stupid pricks on the 'Gram I don't ^D#mdo online beef, or neeky grime beef I'm ^Bway too G'd up t^F#o beef with grime neek I ^D#mbought an AP to help me time keep My sh^Booter ride deep, h^F#e moves when I speak My ^D#mshooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy) ^BLeave you wet like yo^F#u scuba dived We were ^Byounger then and now we're unified C# N.C. South London boys, get you crucified, I'm gone

I wanna ^D#mtry new things, they just want me to sing Because ^Bnobody thinks I wri^F#te rh

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ymes And now I'm ^D#mback in the biz with my guy Give me a ^Bpacket of the crisps and m^F#y pint I hit ^Bmy friends up, go straight to the pub 'Cause I ^C#haven't been home in time D#m N.C. Yes, I, but that's my fault (Oh) Grossed ^Bhalf a billi' on the Di^F#vide Tour (

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Oh) D#m N.C. Yes, I ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh) But now I'm ^Bback on the track with B^F#ig Michael (Woah) He said, "^D#mTeddy, never get off your high horse And ^Bnever let 'em take ^F#your crown" I've been a^Bway for a while, travelled a billion miles But I'm ^C#heading back to London town right ^D#mnow

Jet ^Bplane head^F#ed up to the s^D#mky (To the sky) Spread ^Bwings in th^F#e clouds, getting h^D#migh (Woop, woop) We ^Bain't hit ^F#a rave in a ^Bwhile (In a while) So t^C#ake me back to London ^D#m Bass ^Bhigh, middl^F#e nights, ceilin' l^D#mow (Ceilin' low) Sweat ^Bbrow drippin^F#' down, when in ^D#mRome (When in Rome) No ^Btown does i^F#t quite like my ^Bhome C# N.C. So take me back to London

Yo, when I s^D#mqueeze off this little plan of mine On the ^Bremix, now I go^F#t Ed on grime And this ^D#main't like any top ten of mine I ar^Brived at Wembley a^F#head of time And that's s^D#mtadiums, man are aliens I drink ^Bsuper-molten ^F#Vibranium I go ^Bhard, I'm a livin' titanium And I rock a ^C#5970 daily But I want ^D#msoul, I want ^F#flows

Don't need ^D#mpricks blowin' up my phone And Ted said, "^BThat's just the way thi^F#ngs go" It's just the ^D#mway things go, amazin' flows B N.C. Grime or rap, man, I gave 'em both ^BTook this sound that was made in Bow Went ^C#global, man, now the piece is closed

201^D#m5 in a Baddingham pub I told Stormz two ^D#myears, he'll be wrapping it up And you'll go through ^D#mtears with the people you love But when you get to the ^D#mtop, man, it's never enough F# N.C. 'Cause you can win BRITS (It don't stop) B N.C. And you can do Glasto (Headline slot) But when you're ^Bmiles away and you're feeling alone Gotta re^C#member that there ain't no place like ^D#mhome

Jet ^Bplane head^F#ed up to the s^D#mky (To the sky) Spread ^Bwings in th^F#e clouds, getting h^D#migh (Woop, woop) We ^Bain't hit ^F#a rave in a ^Bwhile (In a while) So t^C#ake me back to London ^D#m Bass ^Bhigh, middl^F#e nights, ceilin' l^D#mow (Ceilin' low) Sweat ^Bbrow drippin^F#' down, when in ^D#mRome (When in Rome) No ^Btown does i^F#t quite like my ^Bhome So t^C#ake me back to London

^B So t^C#ake me back to Londo^D#mn