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Goth On Our Side
By Half Man Half Biscuit
(Chorded by Lady_Radiohead)
CWell my name it is DFai YounGg
FI’m the King of WelshC Goth
TChe village I come from
IFs near Aber-Gsoch
CI was brought up on FBauhauGs
FAnd black bedroom waClls
CAnd I had my first SFnakebitGe
FWhen I was in halCls
CNow the graveyard is Fcall-iGng
FThe sky’s getting gCreyer
CI’ll drink the warm blood of
FThe Borough SurveGyor
CAnd I’ll murder thFe verGger
FI’ve seen how he gCawps
CAnd I’ll write on hisF headsGtone:
F“Here lies Jones the CCorpse”
CNow my overweight giFrlfrieGnd
FShe sits and she crimCps
CHer mother’s convinced she’s
FCommuning with imGps
CHer brother’s alrFight thGough
FHe’s a good lad is CWilf
C‘Cos he’s inFto PlaGc-ebo
FAnd Cradle Of FiClth
( C, F, G, F, C, F, G)
At my gig up in Butlins
The Redcoats complained
They tried to remove me
The bottles they rained
But for the first time in history
I didn’t run and hide
And the scousers in shellsuits
Had goths on their side
( C, F, G, F, C, F, G)
Now this Land Of My Fathers
It don’t suit my needs
I’d rather be some place
Like Bradford or Leeds
Where the Gipton teenagers
Could meet in my shed
For advice on mascara
And all things undead
( C, F, G, F, C, F, G)
Now my left index finger
Is nine inches long
It’s hovering over
A world that’s gone wrong
Ask me to Prestatyn
And that’s what I’ll do
And we’ll all die together
And Dylan can sue