Tom: G
(intro) A D D A D A
D A
“Come now, Vince” she said, “we can’t continue in this way
D A
Seems to me there’s something on your mind.
D A
Should I accept a ride in a tiny craft about your head
D A
Tell me, Vince, the truth what would I find?”
G D
Horse-drawn yawns upon the driveway, Victory V ice cream in stock
C G D
Eintracht Oblong, I should oil my chain.
G D
Our front door is Sagittarius, Tibor's kids are underfed
C G D A
And Heswall Flower Club, owe me one pound twelve.
D A
This is what you’d find if you were in that craft today
D A
Doubtless different were you to return.
D A
I would not blame you in the least if you cut short the flight
D A
Make good your escape it’s not your concern.
G D
Where’s the beetroot? Where the ibex? Dubbing mixer Freddie Slade
C G D
Alpine lockjaw, it was on the cards.
G D
Can I buy inflatable dictators anywhere round here?
C G D A D G D G D G D A
Iron Age mums are haunting my cagoule.
D C G
Do stew, scoop off the roadkill.
D C G
Straight sets, jet wash the Viceroy.
D C G
Sore heel, shite on the back nine.
D C G
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
D C G
I said Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
D
Come on, Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
C G
You’re a fine looking woman, Mirabelle.
D
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
C G
You still with that chiseller Idris?
D
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
C G
Hey, he’s got the ginger beer concession outside the British Museum.
D
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
C G
We should go to Halfords some time.
D
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
C G
You and me – not him.
D C G
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
D C G (fade)
Midge Ure looks like a milk thief.
