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[Verse 1]
DA
They're out of sorts in Sunderland
DB7
And terribly cross in Kent,
EmA
They're dull in Hull
DB7
And the Isle of Mull
EA7
Is seething with discontent,
DA
They're nervous in Northumberland
DG
And Devon is down the drain,
F#
They're filled with wrath
Bm
On the firth of Forth
EA7
And sullen on Salisbury Plain,
AmDG
In Dublin they're depressed, lads,
B7Em
Maybe because they're Celts
AA7
For Drake is going West, lads,
EA7
And so is everyone else.
E7AA
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Misery's here to stay.
[Chorus 1]
N.C. D Em A D D7
There are bad times just around the corner,
GB7Em
There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky
AA7
And it's no good whining
DBm
About a silver lining
EE7AA7
For we know from experience that they won't roll by,
DD7
With a scowl and a frown
GG7
We'll keep our peckers down
EE7AA7
And prepare for depression and doom and dread,
DEmADGF#
We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
BmEADAD
And wait until we drop down dead.
[Verse 2]
DA
From Portland Bill to Scarborough
DB7
They're querulous and subdued
EmA
And Shropshire lads
DB7
Have behaved like cads
EA7
From Berwick-on-Tweed to Bude,
DA
They're mad at Market Harborough
DG
And livid at Leigh-on-Sea,
F#
In Tunbridge Wells
Bm
You can hear the yells
EA7
Of woe-begone bourgeoisie.
AmDG
We all get bitched about, lads,
B7Em
Whoever our vote elects,
AA7
We know we're up the spout, lads.
EA7
And that's what England expects.
E7AA
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Trouble is on the way.
[Chorus 2]
N.C. D Em A D D7
There are bad times just around the corner,
GB7Em
The horizon's gloomy as can be,
AA7
There are black birds over
DBm
The grayish cliffs of Dover
EE7AA7
And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC
DD7
We're an unhappy breed
GG7
And very bored indeed
EE7AA7
When reminded of something that Nelson said.
DEmADGF#
While the press and the politicians nag nag nag
BmEADAD
We'll wait until we drop down dead.
[Verse 3]
p.m. D A
From Colwyn Bay to Kettering
DB7
They're sobbing themselves to sleep,
EmA
The shrieks and wails
DB7
In the Yorkshire dales
EA7
Have even depressed the sheep.
DA
In rather vulgar lettering
DG
A very disgruntled group
F#
Have posted bills
Bm
On the Cotswold Hills
E A7 - back to open strum
To prove that we're in the soup.
AmDG
While begging Kipling's pardon
B7Em
There's one thing we know for sure
AA7
If England is a garden
EA7
We ought to have more manure.
E7AA
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Suffering and dismay.
[Chorus 3 - 3/4 timing]
N.C. D Em A D D7
There are bad times just around the corner
GB7Em
And the outlook's absolutely vile,
AA7
There are Home Fires smoking
DBm
From Windermere to Woking
EE7AA7
And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile, smile, smile,
DD7
At the sound of a shot
GG7
We'd just as soon as not
EE7AA7
Take a hot water bottle and go to bed,
DEmADGF#
We're going to un-tense our muscles till they sag sag sag
BmEADAD
And wait until we drop down dead.
[Chorus 4 - normal timing]
DEmADD7
There are bad times just around the corner,
GB7Em
We can all look forward to despair,
AA7
It's as clear as crystal
DBm
From Bridlington to Bristol
EE7AA7
That we can't save democracy and we don't much care
DD7
If the Reds and the Pinks
GG7
Believe that England stinks
EE7AA7
And that world revolution is bound to spread,
DEmADGF#
We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old 'Red Flag'
BmEADAD
And wait until we drop down dead.