F C There is misery in all I hear and see, A# F from the people on T.V. D# A# After their tea when life begins again, Gm C they'll be happier than me There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday From the view I saw today I took a bet inside the launderette With a girl from Wallasey F C She spoke in dialect, I could not understand, A# but one thing that F D# A#/D She made clear, there was no coming on to her, F there was no way. There's misery in all I hear and see From people on TV After their tea when life begins again They'll be happier than me There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday From the view I saw today I took a bet inside the launderette With a girl from Wallasey She spoke in dialect I could not understand But one thing that she made clear There was no coming on to her, there was no intellect, that she Gm F/A Could respect, if it couldn't see, D# Dm that the girl just wants to be A# F Left alone with Marx and Engels for awhile, D# Dm G She's writing in style, of any riot girl. | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C D D# Dm F G Gm |