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[Verse]
A                                   D
I saw him through a room-spin I was tired enough to faint
A                               D
Carrying a chessboard like some old Romanian saint
        A
I said: hey good looking, whatcha got cooking?
         D
He said: nothing you want to try
A
Just a bunch rinkey-dinks who like expensive foreign drinks
    D
And you've got other fish to fry

[Chorus]
F#m            E                         D
Look over there: the men dividing up the countryside
F#m                E                     D
They got authority, they got a college degree
F#m                E                      D
They got machinery, they got a pretty big job to do
F#m                            E                       D
They got instructions and they don't want to bother 'bout me
E
No I'm standing here in the middle of the country
                                             A     D A D
Trying to figure out about the next move sideways

[Verse]
A                                            D
I read the papers I know they want to make a new road
A                                                D
To keep the trucks and the inter-city travellers out
A                                      D
Protect the little towns and Victorian buildings
A                                                           D
That's where the money is and they don't want to spread it about

[Chorus]
F#m                      E                 D
I hear the sounds of the work going on the highway
F#m                       E                         D
I smell the diesel in the air; it lets me know I'm alive
F#m                   E                          D
There goes the bus stop, guess everybody's got a motorcar
F#m                  E                        D
There goes the mailman, your letters never arrive
E
What do you do when "potential" is your favourite word
                                                 A     D A D
And then the bus leaves you at the next move sideways?

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A                                                 D
I have a new home, I'm getting pushed a thousand different ways
A                                            D
You said you never bruise, but you could disappear
A                                                      D
I have the same old dreams: I like to walk around the streets at night
A                                              D
I think you'd be surprised how many times you appear

[Chorus]
F#m                              E                    D
Smoking on the bridge like a tourist by the Houses Of Parliament
F#m                 E                     D
I'm feeling done-for, I'm feeling sick in my heart
F#m                    E                          D
They took the floor away and they divided up the countryside
F#m                              E                    D
And we watch telly while they're pulling everything apart
E
They got a blueprint up there in the government
                                                   A    E D
They call it going forward, it's the next move sideways
                 A E D
Next move sideways