Jack Bruce - The ministry of bag

It's all ^Gm7blues and no dinner^G7 at the Ministry of ^Gm7Bag ^G7 The ^C7steaks are getting thinner^C7, the office is a ^Gm7drag ^G7 It's all ^C7hills and no ^C7mountain in the cupboard of the ^Gm7Few ^G7 The ^D7soda has no fountain the ^C7coal gets in the dew^{G7 Dm}

It's all ^Gm7chief and no father^G7 down the avenue of ^Gm7lane ^G7 The ^C7soap has lost its lather t^C7he loves gone down the ^Gm7drain ^G7 It's all ^C7time and no future^C7 at the Department of ^Gm7Breath^G7 The c^D7lothes aint made to suit you the ^C7peas are boiled to death^{G7 Dm}

It's ^Gm7hang the girls and young men ^G7on the ropes of tweedy ^Gm7mind ^G7 The ^C7speedy sneaky tonguemen have left^C7 them all be^G7hind ^G7 It's all ^C7tripe and no liver^C7 at the cafe of the ^G7Neat ^G7 The ^D7cooks jumped in the river, the me^C7nu smells of feet ^{G7 Dm}

It's all ^G7swamp and no mosquitoes^G7 along the stripes of ^G7pin ^G7 The ^C7boots have all the vetoes and^C7 the bags to put them ^G7in ^G7 It's all ^C7blues and no dinner^C7 at the Ministry of ^G7Bag The ^D7steaks are getting thinner the o^C7ffice is a ^G7drag ^Dm