Unpublished Critics

[Intro] C  Bb  F  C
        C  Bb  F  C

[First Part]

          C
I'm just a shy romantic with my eyes
 on the loose
          Bb
I'm in a overcoarted way
F
   A poet in a garret
               C
You know some people say
C
Standing at the barline with my lip 
on the curl
             Bb
I'm with the other lean and lear
F
   My finger on the pulse
        C
And my hand around a beer

[Chorus]

G   F            C
Ah, Ahh, well I don't wanna know 
what's going round here
G   F                 C
Ah, Ahh, It's just a matter of time,
 hold it under light
G   F                 C
Ah, Ahh, I've got to get away, to 
get away, to get away

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[Second Part]

     C
The singer in the band, you know, he
 sweat on a pose
         Bb
And he's really such a jerk
F
  Thinks he can call me stupid
            C
Because he gets a lot of work
      C
I'm standing in the background, got 
my arms on the fold
           Bb
And every dog's gonna have it's day
F                                 
   The New Musical Express and my 
C
own 4-way P.A

[Chorus]

G   F            C
Ah, Ahh, well I don't wanna know 
what's going round here
G   F                 C
Ah, Ahh, it's just a matter of time,
 hold it under light
G   F                 C
Ah, Ahh, I've got to get away, to 
get away, to get away

[Intro] C  Bb  F  C
        C  Bb  F  C

[Solo]
 C  Bb  F  C
 C  Bb  F  C

[Third Part]

                 C
Well, I've been reading those 
biographies in paperback
            Bb
I've got a death-wish that I can't 
explain
F
  I've been working on the petulance
        C
And the urchin took my name

[Chorus]

G   F            C
Ah, Ahh, well I don't wanna know 
what's going round here
G   F                 C
Ah, Ahh, it's just a matter of time,
 hold it under light
G   F                 C
Ah, Ahh, I've got to get away, to 
get away, to get away

[Ending]

C  Bb  F  C
          Oh no, I've got to get 
away
C  Bb  F  C
          No, no, no, nooo
C  Bb  F  C
          No, no, I've got to get 
away
 C  Bb  F  C