Tom: D
C A7
Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
D G
Grandad's swearin' at the telly, tryin' to make the thing go
C A7
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
D G D
What a crazy world we're livin' in
Now, the old man never talks to me, and when he does,
it's moan Wash your face, it looks a disgrace, oh, what an 'appy 'ome
He says I'm irresponsible, not like when he was young
Then he puts on his cap and coat to watch the greyhounds run
Oh, Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
Grannie's boozin' in the parlour, hic, you oughta see the gin go
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in
Brown bread!
Brown bread!
Mother say's I look a yob, me trousis are too tight
She says I ought to get a job and not stay out all night
She doesn't like my haircut, she says me friends are lousy
And then she says "It's gettin' late, can't miss me ousey-ousey"
Oh, Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
Sister's smoochin' on the sofa, you oughta hear their lingo *
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
What a crazy world we're livin' in Yay!
Law caught me out thievin', took me down the nick
The sergeant made out his report, and he layed it on real thick
He said "I'll get your parents", I answered with a grin
"Save yourself the trouble, mate, you'll never find 'em in"
Key change
D B7
'Cause Dad's gone down the dogtrack, Mother's playin' bingo
E A
Me brothers are all layabouts, all alike by jingo
D B7
No one seems to notice me, isn't it a sin
E A D B7 E A D
What a crazy world we're livin' in Yeah, what a crazy world we're livin' in
B7 E A D B7
What a crazy world we're livin' Three, four, knock at the door
E A D
