The Rifles - Toerag

^GWalk out of the door and make my way up the street ^GCold wind in my eyes runs a tear down my cheek ^EMNot a soul to be heard so no point to complain ^EMAt least the sound of the birds compensates for the rain ^GHit the queue for the bus and then join the line ^GSame faces for the last ten years of my life ^EMSee I'm bored of my friends I couldn't tell you their names ^EMShattered glass on the floor the kids have run out of gam^Ges

^GAnd I don't see that's ever gonna cha^EMnge V2 ^GOne hour passes till I'm back on my feet ^GA stone's throw I will be walking till I'm off the street ^EMHang my coat to dry, settle down with the herd ^EMSome I really don't mind, some just get on my nerves ^GTurn my back to the clock cause it slows the time ^GTake out a cigarette and hear the match strike ^EMTurn the radio on to drown the sound of the rain ^EMSame bands same songs play again and again

^GAnd I don't see that's ever gonna cha^EMnge

^CTell me ^DI'm not r^EMight say what you l^Cike I^D'm miles aw^EMay ^CAnd expect nothing changing e^Dxcept for the name of the d^Gay.

^GFrom my place of work I move away in haste ^GTime there moves slow but rushes when I'm away ^EMPass a girl from my school the conversation's brief ^EMGotta catch that train, get myself some relief ^GI meet up with friends and they knock off at six ^GI get in at five and walk about for a bit ^EMWatch the world go by through an empty glass ^EMAnd I know that won't be the last 'so'

^CTell me ^DI'm not r^EMight say what you l^Cike I^D'm miles aw^EMay ^CAnd expect nothing changing e^Dxcept for the name of the d^Gay.

^GCreep back into bed and I pull up the sheet ^GHigh over my head and undercover my feet ^EMTill the room goes dark and i'm miles away ^EMJump to the alarm and start another day!