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This is pretty correct! In fact i'm sure it's 99% right but if you think i'm wrong let me know. This is an amazing song which needs a good tab like the other songs on hats of the buskers!!! I can't play the fast bits YET but one day i will. Enjoy!!! iNTRO C7 C#7 D7 D#7 rift 1 fast --7-7-7-8-7-----7-7-7-8-7-----7-7-7-8-7-------7-------------| ------------10-------------8-------------10-----10-8-7-8-7--| ----------------------------------------------------------9-| ------------------------------------------------------------| ------------------------------------------------------------| ------------------------------------------------------------| rift2 hold --7-7-7-8-7-----7-7-7-8-7-----7-7-7-8-7-------7------------| ------------10-------------8-------------10----------------| -----------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------| verse 1
EmThis is the wasteland, Cwe call this the wasteland, EmWhere fewer little posh boys Bcan't believe we treasure beer cans. EmWhere'd you get those fans, CFound them at the shop man, EmPeculiar placBe to find them but they're dedicated View fans.
Verse 2 You think it's cynical to this home a miracle, It's not a miracle; we're just so strangely typical, Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man, Imprisonment is on the cards, We're heading for the quick sand. Chorus
EmSign on Dthe brew, cCoz there's Bnothing to do, EMNothingD to doC, but liBsten to you Em D c B Not listening to you my parents told me not to, EmListening to Dyou my parCents toBld me not to
interlude with rift 1 Verse 3 This is the waste land our idolistic waste land regurgitated circle of a 7 hour shop stand So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief, They'll find it funny when they see insurance relief, Chorus Sign on the brew, coz there's nothing to do, Nothing to do, but I listen to you, I'm not listening to you my parents told me not to, --7-------------7-----7-----------------------6/7------------7---| ----10-8-7-8-10--------10-8-7-8-10-8p7h8p7-------10-8-7-8-10-----| -----------------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------------------| -10-12--12-10-12----7--------------| -----------------10---10-8-7-8-7---| ---------------------------------9-| -----------------------------------| -----------------------------------| -----------------------------------| -7---------------7--------7---7---------------7---7--| ---10-8-7-8-7------10-8-7-------10-8-7-8-7------9----| --------------9----------------------------9---------| two bars more -----------------------------------------------------| to be continued... -----------------------------------------------------| -----------------------------------------------------| (same chords as chorus, Em/D/C/B) Think you're a hard prick, something quite sadistic, No you weren't sadistic when he'd done you with the brick vick, Your land is boring, so very, very boring. Wouldn't dream to wonder if it's raining or it's snowing. outro... Um, if you want i'll do it later. Need some lunch!!! Cheers