Half Man Half Biscuit - Lark descending

^Dm My hands are stained with thistle milk ^F And I can see what a fool I’ve been. My ^Dmhands are stained with thistle milk ^F Look at the state it’s got me in.

^A Trying to be ^EMansfield’s very own ^A Trying to be ^EMansfield’s very own ^G Steve ^CMalkmus,^{D7 G} Steve ^CMalkmus ^{D7 G} Steve ^CMalkmus,^{D7 Em} Steve ^D7Malkmus.

The ^Dmfire that burned inside of me ^F Has sank rapidly into vacancy and chill And ^Dmnow my hours of happiness Are ^Fdarkened by the thought they are passing towards nothing.

^A Yeah, that was me ^Edown at Camber Sands ^A Signing in ^Eto my chalet as ^G J ^CBuckley,^{D7 G} J ^CBuckley^{D7 G} J ^CBuckley,^{D7 Em} un^D7likely.

^F I should have just got a ^Cjob on the bins ^F The pay’s better and I’d ^Cknow some hard blokes ^F And I wouldn’t ^Chave to pretend ^F That I know what ‘rhe^Ctorical’ means. ^{F Bb C}

^F I could have been like ^BbLou ^DmBarlow,^Bb but I’m ^Dmmore like ^CKen ^FBar^Clow, ^F I could have been like ^BbLou ^DmBarlow,^Bb but I’m ^Dmmore like ^CKen ^FBar^Clow, ^F I could have been like ^BbLou ^DmBarlow,^Bb but I’m ^Dmmore like ^CKen ^FBar^Clow, F Bb Dm Bb Dm C F C F Bb (x4) C I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow.