Tom: Am
Dm Dm
Riff raff crawling from the slums right there in front of all your chums
B E
I swear by the pricking of my thumbs I'll make your day and melt away
Chorus:
Am F
I'll crawl back under my stone
Am F
I'll crawl back under my stone
Am F
I'll crawl back under my stone
C G F
But you won't have to stand next to me
C G F
But you won't have to introduce me
C G C G F
You won't have to think about, talk about, care about, me
Am
I'll crawl back
I've got a nerve just showing my face don't you think
Scruffy little likes ought to know their place don't you think
Old boy, sorry to intrude Damn shame pretty bloody rude
I should be horsewhipped & sued then I'll go quietly my tail between my knees
Chorus
A D
I want to be middle class
A D
Floors and ceilings made of glass
A E D
I just want to be, I just want to be free
