Am Gm Dm E Every sweet little lie ever whispered to you now rings true Am Gm Dm E No need to wake the seeping dogs, they just turn on you Am Gm Dm E i'll make my way instead to the foot of your ivory tower, Am Gm Dm E but no love do i find there, amongst the thorns and the dying flowers Am G F E what became of the love we knew, Am G F E we beat the swine black and blue, Am G F E you and i, me and you, Am G F E beat the swine black and blue, Am Gm Dm E the thames and the mersey, the tyne and the wear and the crige, Am Gm Dm E they spew slums like gravy on the banks of the poisonious tide, Am Gm Dm E they washed up a pale thin girl alone in her ivory tower Am Gm Dm E scratching her skin on the thorn and the stems of the dying flower Am G F E what became of the love we knew, Am G F E we beat the swine black and blue, Am G F E you and i, me and you, Am G F E beat the swine black and blue, Am G F E what became of the working class Am G F E nike and reebok, adidas Am G F E scratchcards, pimpes and ecstasy Am G F E hooray for the 21st century