Tom: D D We worked our way up from east end pubs G To gigs and back stage passes G A G A G D Ex-boxing champs, West end clubs, Americans in dark glasses D Driving ten grand cars, they drink in hotel bars G They're even making money in bed G A G They wouldn't be no loss, they ain't worth a toss A D It's about time they all dropped dead Chorus: D Take 'em all, take 'em all A Put 'em up against a wall and shoot 'em! Short and tall, watch 'em fall D Come on boys, take 'em all Verse 2: D Well tough **** boys, it aint our fault G Your record didn't make it G A G A G D We made you dance, you had your chance, but you didn't take it D Well, I gotta go make another deal G Sign another group for the company G A G I don't suppose we'll ever meet again A D You'd better get back to the factory Chorus x1 D,G,G,A,G,A,A,D,D,G Solo e|-------------------------------------------------------| B|------------15--13-----10------------------------------| G|--12--12h14--------12b----12-10-----10----12-10--------| D|--------------------------------12-----12-------12-12--| A|-------------------------------------------------------| E|-------------------------------------------------------| Chorus x2