A# Mornington Crescent D# I think of you A# Rain in the southeast D# Men feeling blue A# Men in their bowlers D# Kids with their spats A# Ladies with chauffeurs Gm Dogs wearing hats and jackets Gmmaj7 Rich apartments Gm7 Old punk posters C7/E Tartan garments D# A# Some of the exquisite array D# A# I love the camp as camp parade Cm Dm F F7 The possibilities suggest themselves to me. Mornington Crescent The sun in the east I've got a job on For a Senegalese rich arbitrator In African law To paint his apartment, strip down the walls Came down between us lately Lust and want and need just caved in 'Is it wise?' The answer's no It never is, but since you ask We pause thoughtfully, for twenty seconds reprieve Then it's off with the briefs Mornington Crescent Sin is my game We'll all be lined up Irrelevant fame Next to the broker, the nurse and the drunk I was a joker, the wannabe punk that got lucky Had a good time Life became fruitless Egotistic swine to all your friends All the ladies and the men The possibilities suggest themselves to me We're a little too free | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C7 Cm D# Dm E F F7 Gm Gm7 |