Morrissey - World is full of crashing bores

^BbYou must be wo^Fndering ho^Gm- w the bo^Fy next door turned ^Gmout. Have a c^Aare, but don’t^Bb stare because he’s st^Fill there, lamenting ^DPolicewomen, ^C#policemen, ^Csilly women, ^C#taxmen, ^Duniformed whores, ^DThey who ^C#wish to ^Churt you,^{C# D}work within the law This world is ^Gmfu -oh^Eb-oh oh^A- ull so ^Ffull of crashing ^Gbores, ^GAnd I must be ^Fone coz no one ^Ebever turns to me ^Dmto say, take me in you^Ebr arms ^Bb……..Take me^F in your a^Erms and^Eb love me

^BbYou must be ^Fwondering ho^Gm - w the ^Fboy next door turned o^Gmut, Have a ^Acare and say a ^Bbprayer because he’s stil^Fl there, lamenting

^D*Policewomen, ^C#policemen, ^Csilly women, ^C#taxmen, ^Duniformed whores, ^DEduc^C#ated ^Ccrimi^C#nals ^Dwork within the law *This world is ^Gmfu -^Eboh-oh ^Aoh- ull so f^Full of crashing ^Gmbores, And I must be ^Fone coz no one ^Ebever turns to me to ^Dmsay, take me in y^Ebour arms ^Bb……..Take me ^Fin your a^Erms an^Ebd love me

^BbWhat really ^Flies bey^Gmond the constr^Faints of my min^Gmd? Could it be the s^Aea? With ^Bbfate mooning back at me? No it’^Fs just more ^DLock–ja^C#w popstars^C, thicker tha^C#n pigshit^D, nothing to convey. But so ^Dscared to ^C#show in^Ctelligence^C#, it might ^Dsmear their lovely career

This ^Gmwo–rld^Eb, I am afra^Aid, is des^Figned for crashing ^Gmbores, I am ^Fnot one, I am ^Ebnot one,

^DYou don’t under^Ebstand, ^F you don’t unders^Bbtand, And yet yo^Cu can take me in your arms and l^Ebove me, love^F me and l^Fove me,^Gm take m^Gme in your arms and love ^Ebme ^DTake me in your arms and ^Eblove me, ^F take me in your arms and love me ^BbWould you d^Co, would y^Ebou do, what you sho^Fuld do, oh oh oh…