# Date: Fri, 25 Oct 1996 11:40:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Sacha Mallais <sacha@global-village.net> Subject: CRD: "On Any Other Day" by The Police Play in the standard reggae-esque Police rhythm. ---------8<-------------8<--------------8<--------------------- On Any Other Day by The Police

^ATheres a house on my s^Atreet, a^And it looks real n^Aeat. ^FI'm the chap who lives in ^Fit. Theres a tree on the sidewalk, theres a car by the door. I'll go for a drive in it. And when the wombat (??) comes, he will find me gone. He'll look for a place to sit.

Chorus I:

^GMy w^Cife has ^Aburned the ^Dscrambled ^Geggs. T^Che d^Aog's just ^Dbit my ^Gleg. ^CMy te^Aen-aged da^Dughter ran a^Gway. ^CMy fi^Ane young son^D has turned ou^At gay.

Cut up my fingers in the door of my car. How could I do it? My wife is proud to tell me of her love affairs. How could she do this to me? Chorus I Chorus II: A G E B/A A G E B/A And it would be OK on any other day. X2 Throw down the morning papers, and spill my tea. I don't know whats wrong with me. The cups and plates are in a conspiracy. I'm covered in misery. Chorus I Chorus II X4 (w/ Chipmunk-like voice: "Happy birthday dear daddy") ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sacha Michel Mallais sacha@global-village.net http://www.global-village.net/sacha The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.

The Police - On any other day