London Stone The Bevis Frond
Date: Thu, 11 Jan 1996 23:35:28 -0500
Subject: /b/bevis_frond/london_stone.crd
London Stone
by The Bevis Frond
from London Stone Woronzow WOO 18CD 1992
[Em]/ / [D]/ / [C]/ / [D]/ / (4x)
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[Em]Fare thee [C]well, old c[G]ity[D], these c[Em]hanges [C]no one [Bm]needs,
Your o[Em]ffice b[C]locks stand e[G]mpty[D], whose w[Em]alls refl[C]ect our g[B5]reed[A5].[G] [F#5]
We s[Em]wept aw[C]ay your ma[G]rkets[D], we l[Em]ost the Wa[C]lbrook p[Bm]ipes,
We b[Em]uild on o[C]pen sp[Bm]aces[D]
We s[Em]pit upon [C]your l[B5]ives[A5].[G] [F#5]
Oh G[C]od Bless Ra[G]inham M[Bm]arshes, to f[C]ight the b[G]ricks and s[Bm]teel
A p[C]ox on t[G]hose whose p[Am]rofit [Em]sees them
Po[Bm]uring concrete s[C]pew where o[D]nce were f[Em]ields,[D] [C] [D]
Once were fi[Em]elds.[D] [C]
Once were fi[Em]elds.[D] [C] [Em] [D] [C]
Still in quiet corners the dead are sleeping sound,
Behind the broken hoardings, yours for just one pound.
They'll move the bones discreetly, and stack the gravestones well,
And once a year you'll earn the right to see your father's consecrated hell,
Consecrated Hell
Consecrated Hell
The air is getting thinner, the cars are slowing down,
The dogs are going hungry, I love my fair hometown
My heart is hanging heavy, don't leave me on my own,
'Cos when I die, I'll need a friend
To carve my name and dates in London Stone,
London Stone.
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tabbed by Rick Sambuco, lyrics through Keith Hill
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