Goodbye Little Alarm Clock Tripod
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[G]Goodbye little a[B7]larm clock
[C]You've given me great [D7]time
But [G]lately times been s[B7]lipping away from
[C]You [D]
[C]Why you've [D]given up on
[G]Me... I don'[B7]t know
[C]Alarm clock don't be [D]sour
You're [C]losing all your [D]power
It's [C]your eleventh [D]hour time to
[G]Go
I [G]got you when I was [B7]ten
[C]Things were simpler [G]then
You [C]woke me up in [D]time for the early bird
[G]Show
And [G]later on that [B7]day
You [C]woke me up [G]OK
In [C]time for Simon *[D]Townsend's
"Wonder [G]world"
I slept a [C]lot as a kid
Oh alarm clock [G]all the things we did
But [C]you didn't do much, you [C]just sat there making
[D]Noise and now that's what I do for a living.
[G]Goodbye little a[B7]larm clock
You've [C]given me great [D]time
But l[G]ately time's been s[B7]lipping away from
[C]You [D]
[C]Why you've [D]given up on
[G]Me... I don'[B7]t know
[C]Alarm clock don't be [D]sour
You're l[C]osing all your p[D]ower
It's y[C]our eleventh [D]hour time to
[G]Go
And when my [G]teenage years un[B7]furled
When [C]I brought home a [G]girl
You [C]sat and watched and [D]never judged me
[G]Once
But no [G]matter who it [B7]was
[C]They came second be[G]cause
[C]Alarm clock it's always [D]your face that I
[G]Saw [G7]
I was a [C]pretty weird kid
They said I [G]loved you and I did
But they can [C]keep their skateboard's coz you go [C]backwards and forwards
[D]Not unlike words like Glenelg or boob...
**p.m: G B7 C D
"Goodbye alarm clock, goodbye. How could I ever replace you? Maybe I should get one of
those... atomic clocks... that would suit me just well."**
[C]Why you've [D]given up on
[G]Me... I don'[B7]t know
[C]Alarm clock don't be s[D]our
You're l[C]osing all your p[D]ower
It's y[C]our eleventh [D]hour time to
[G]Go
"Goodbye alarm clock, goodbye..."
*Townsends = Im not sure of the word they use here - some guy's last name... it sounds
like a whole range of words, use what ever you want here ;)
** = This bit is just said, and in some very weird rhythm, Scod just plays over the top
of Gatesy's talking.
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