It's A Mugs Game: accordi di
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Tonalità: G major
Intro 1
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Oh God,
Verse 1
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it's an other night
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And your head is feeling like a lump of lead
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You should never have drunk
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those party- fours
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You should of been home
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being good instead
Verse 2
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Ever been in a deja vue and
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the end is the same again
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You ran out of your silver thins and you're
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trying to be so high class
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Though you need a bath and your
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hair's looking like string
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And though you're nearly broke you
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end up paying for all the drinks
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And you tell them, "Oh,
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it's nothing
There's a million where
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those came from"
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And then you whisper to your
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longest suffering friend
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"Please lend me a few quid"
Interlude 1
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Oh God,
Verse 4
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it's another day
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And your stomach's feeling
like a blown- up balloon
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You should never have
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eaten that greasy food
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The doc tor told you that chile
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was bad for your blood
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And you're standing at the
Verse 5
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chemist in boots
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Coughing up your guts like
you're at deaths door
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And all this for a packet of Do- Do's
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And the assistant gives you
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a wink and you turn bright red
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It's at time like this that
you wish you were dead
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And you take
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the whole packet and
you feel like you've drunk
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A bottle of bleach and
you tell yourself
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"Never, never again,
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not until next week anyway"
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And you were never one for holding drink
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And you stagger off
Verse 7
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to the toilet
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And you throw up
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like it was Christmas
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And you miss the bowl and
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you hit your shoes
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And there's no paper towels,
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what else can go wrong for you
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It's a choice
Verse 8
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between a cab fare home
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and a packet of cigarettes
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So you choose and the money
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sticks in the machine
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And the manager says
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"Tough shit, drink up and leave"
Interlude 2
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Oh God,
Verse 9
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it's an other disease
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And you just got rid of the last
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You were beginning to feel okay
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And the friends you gave it to were speak
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ing to you again
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Verse 10
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And you find yourself having
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sex in the back of the car
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And the girl underneath
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doesn't care who you are
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And you're nearly there and
she still doesn't care
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And her chewing gum is get
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ting stuck in your hair
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And there's something wrong
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Something that you forgot
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Oh shit,
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you've forgotten the rubber
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And you don't want a kid
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Well, deny it was you,
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oh Christ,
if your dad finds out
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Then he'll make you stay
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in and do your homework
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And cut your hair and wear your
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school uniform out in the street
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What a fate worse than death
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Verse 13
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Oh well, he can't hit you,
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you can hit him back
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And play your records so loud
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All the ones that he especially hates
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Deep Purple in Rock, Led Zeppelin II
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Well, even you hate those
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Well, on second thoughts
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I think I'll leave home and go
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and live in America
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Because they earn more
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money there
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And you can get away with murder,
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yeah
Interlude 3
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Oh, this is a mugs game
Verse 15
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I
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can't
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wait until I'm twenty one
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And I can tell them all to sod off

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