Microdisney - Helicopter of the holy ghost

^AUp the ^D6stairs, ^Aside by ^D6side ^ASlightly ^D6drunk and ^Agetting ^D6worn ^AMiddle ^D6aged ^Atravelling ^D6friends ^ALosing ^D6count in a ^Aforeign ^D6bed ^AAnd they ^D6think they're ^Abounding ^D6through ^ALife's ad^D6venture^{A D6 A}He's the ^D6knight in ^Ashiny ^D6suit ^AShe’s got^{D6 A}squalor^{D6 Dmaj7}Where's the hope or beauty, ^Bm7truth or ^C#m7dignity ^Dmaj7Put that suitcase down before ^Bm7you ^C#m7answer me

^ASunday ^D6lunch, ^Afinal ^D6day ^AAt the ^D6station it ^Astarts to ^D6rain ^A"Yes I'm ^D6fine, ^Ayes I'll ^D6write" ^AWeary ^D6grin and a^Away she ^D6goes ^ABut to^D6night I'll ^Aeat a^D6lone ^AIn my ^D6bedsit^{A D6 A}Sober, ^D6stupid, ^Aidle, ^D6fat, ^Aold^D6, ^Aold^{D6 Dmaj7}We have nothing decent ^Bm7we can ^C#m7dream about ^Dmaj7Not one thing that's better ^Bm7than a ^C#m7cowards death

^AHolding ^D6on, ^Aholding ^D6on ^AFrom your ^D6birth to the ^Aday you ^D6die ^ALet it ^D6rest, ^Alet it ^D6slide ^AOne day ^D6you'll see the ^Aface of ^D6Christ ^AAnd you ^D6think you're ^Abounding ^D6through ^ALife's ad^D6venture^{A D6 A}You see your^D6self in ^Acoloured ^D6clothes ^ASmiling ^D6nicely^{A D6 Dmaj7}That's no stinking corner ^Bm7where all ^C#m7rats can feed ^Dmaj7That's the helicopter ^Bm7of the ^C#m7holy ghost ^Dmaj7People starve and see their ^Bm7children ^C#m7shot to bits ^Dmaj7Every corpse that falls will ^Bm7make him ^C#m7swell