Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E

A A/D A/E Dsus2 E F#m E/G# G9/6 Bm C#m E|------| E|------| E|------| E|------| E|------| E|------| E|------| E|--3---| E|------| E|------| B|-2----| B|---4--| B|-----6| B|--3---| B|------| B|------| B|------| B|-2----| B|--3---| B|----5-| G|-2----| G|-2----| G|---4--| G|-2----| G|1-----| G|-2----| G|---4--| G|------| G|---4--| G|-----6| D|-2----| D|--3---| D|----5-| D|------| D|-2----| D|---4--| D|-2----| D|------| D|---4--| D|-----6| A|------| A|------| A|------| A|------| A|-2----| A|---4--| A|-2----| A|--3---| A|-2----| A|---4--| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| e|------| [Verse 1]

^ALet's begin at the beginning, we^A/D're lovers and we're losers ^A/EWe're heroes and we're pioneers, we're beg^Dsus2gars and we're choosers ^ESkirting 'round the edges of the ^F#Mideal demographic ^E/G#We're always on the guest list,but we're al^Dsus4ways stuck in traffic ^AWe've watched our close associates Up an^A/Dd play their parts; ^A/EThey're chatting up the it girls, And th^Dsus2ey're tearing up the charts, ^EWhile we were paying with coppers To ge^F#Mt our round in at the bar. ^E/G#We're the C-Team, we're the almost famous O^Dsus4ld friends of the stars.

[Bridge 1] G9/6 F#M E Dsus2 [Verse 2]

^AJustin is the last Of t^A/Dhe great romantic poets, ^A/EAnd he's the only one among us Who is ever^Dsus2 going to make it. ^EWe planned a revolution From a c^F#Mheap Southampton bistro. ^E/G#I don't remember details But there ^Dsus2were English boys with banjos. ^AJay is our St George, an^A/Dd he's standing on a wooden chair, ^A/EAnd he sings songs and he slays dragons, and he's ^Dsus2losing all his hair. ^EAdam is the resurrected spirit o^F#Mf Gram Parsons, ^E/G#In plaid instead of rhinestone and^Dsus2 living in South London. ^AAnd no one's really clear about Tommy's ^A/Djob description, ^A/EBut it's pretty clear he's vital t^Dsus2o the whole damn operation. ^EDave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's t^F#Mhe safest girl I know, ^E/G#Zo and Harps will skamper up to victory in ^Dsus2the city we call home.

[Bridge 2] G9/6 F#M E We won't change our ways, we will proud remain when the glory fades.

^Dsus2When the glory fades.

[Verse 3]

^AI am sick and tired of people Wh^A/Do are living on the B-list. ^A/EThey're waiting to be famous And t^Dsus2hey're wondering why they do this. ^EAnd I know I'm not the one who i^F#Ms habitually optimistic, ^E/G#But I'm the one who's got the micro^Dsus2phone here so just remember this: ^ALife is about love, last^A/D minutes and lost evenings, ^A/EAbout fire in our bellies and furt^Dsus2ive little feelings, ^EAnd the aching amplitudes that s^F#Met our needles all a-flickering, ^E/G#And help us with remembering that the only ^Dsus2thing that's left to do is live.

[Bridge] G9/6 F#M E Dsus2 [Verse 4] Yeah the only thing that's left to do is live

^AAfter all the loving and the los^A/Ding, ^A/EFor the heroes and the pio^Dsus2neers, ^EThe only thing that's left to do ^F#mIs get another^E/G# round in at the^Dsus2 bar

[Outro] A Bm C#m Dsus2 E

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