Tom: Bb
Am C
I feel like a substitute stittin' on the sideline
Am C
Clicking every single finger waiting for the right time
Am C
I feel like a substitute sitting pretty in my prime
Am C
I'm about to play the game 'cause I'm running out of time
Dm
Drop your knees to the floor
G
Hands to the sky
Am E
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y
Am C
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Em G
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
Am C
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Em G
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
Am C Em G Am
And the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait
C Em G
For the honour, the honour, to be grey
Am C
I feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up
Em G
Oh, Marina what a shame you didn't make the upper cut!
Am C
Feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up
Em G
Oh Marina, we're so sorry, but you didn't make the cut
Dm
Drop your knees to the floor
G
Hands to the sky
Am E
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y
Am C
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Em G
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
Am C
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Em G
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
Am C Em G Am
And the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait
C Em G
For the honour, the honour, to be grey
