Lloyd Cole - From the hip

This ^Aone's from the hip Oh ^Gmother you have ^Dsorely misjudged me ^G It should have been ^Awhipped ^GOut of me Without a ^Dfather figured ^CI Yeh I concluded then that ^AI'm

My ^Glove I should have ^Dwarned you about ^Gme It never got ^Awhipped ^GOut of me ^DMe and my modesty and ^CMother your wretched son won't ^A

Not ^DI ^GI don't ^Acare anymore I'm sick and I'm ^Dtired And ^GI don't ^Acare anymore This one's from the ^Bmhip ^G Why should I know ^Dwhy? It's a w^Gicked world I've had it up to ^Ahere Sweet ^Gjesus I should have ^Dwarned you about ^Gme It's sure to end in ^Atears And ^Gmisery Without a ^Dfather I figured ^CI Yeh I concluded then that ^AI'm

Not ^DI... ^GI don't ^Acare anymore I'm sick and I'm ^Dtired And ^GI don't ^Acare anymore This one's from the ^Bmhip ^{G D G} Yeah from the ^Bmhip ^G Woah woah ^DI It’s a ^Gwicked world ^Bm Why should^Am I know ^Awhy should I c^Gare? ^BmWho's telling me ^Awhat I should ^Gwear? ^C Mother your wretched son is^A hooked on his medicine Mother your wretched son is^C hooked on his medicine Mother your wretched son is^A hooked on his medicine

Yeah^D I... ^GI don't ^Acare anymore I'm sick and I'm ^Dtired And ^GI don't ^Acare anymore Oh I^D... ^GI don't ^Acare anymore I'm sick and I'm ^Dtired And ^GI don't ^Acare anymore This one's from the ^Bmhip ^GWhy should I know ^Dwhy It's a ^Gwicked world