A A/C# G Another suburban family morning A A/C# G Grandmother screaming at the wall A A/C# G We have to shout above the din of our Rice Krispies A A/C# G We can't hear anything at all A D/A Mother chants her litany B7/A D/A D6/A Of boredom and frustration A D/A B7/A D/A D6/A But we know all her suicides are fake Dm7 Dm6 Dm7 Dm6 Daddy only stares into the distance Dm7 Dm6 D/E E D/E E There's only so much more that he can take Chorus: Asus2 F/A G6 Dm/F Many miles away something crawls from the slime E Fmaj7 E Esus4 G6 D6 At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky He walks unhindered Through the picket lines today He doesn't think to wonder why The secretaries pout and preen like Cheap tarts in a red light street But all he ever thinks to do is watch And every single meeting With his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch Chorus Another working day has ended Only the rush hour hell to face Packed like lemmings Into shiny metal boxes Contestants in a suicidal race Daddy grips the wheel And stares alone into the distance He knows that something Somewhere has to break He sees the family home Now looming in his headlights The pain upstairs That makes his eyeballs ache Chorus: Many miles away There's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake Many miles away Many miles away Many miles away Many miles away Many miles away Many miles away Many miles away | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA C# D Dm D6 Dm6 Dm7 E Esus4 F Fm F Fmaj7 Fmaj G G6 B7 |