Sun Of Jean

B                     E
Ay, we just supported Nas
Whose world is this? Bruv, of course it's ours
B                                     E
Saying I ain't been the same since I caught the scars
                           C
They don't fade, I ain't ashamed, watch us fall from Mars
                  G#m                      E
'Cause it's the fallen parts and all the dust settles
And we all call on ours fast as we pluck petals
G#m                   B
Uh, we let the love pour into our brain
         E
Another day doing more to maintain
                     B
Saying finally those tears in my mother's eyes
Tears from the other side
E                                          F#
Tears of joy, her little boy's got his mother's pride
B                                 F#
You don't know nothing 'bout the rain 'til you come inside
E
And watch it trickle past the pane as the summer rise
G#m                             E
'Cause ain't no love inside my heart
                                  C
Uh, except for my mother and my diehards
G#m
I stay firm, little brother keeps my mind sharp
E                          B
If I lost yours, come and find ours

[Chorus]
           F#        E
I've got pleasures
            F#       E
Becoming pressures
              F#       G#m  B   E
They make me want to drift away
              F#       G#m  B   E
They make me want to drift away

[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]
                         B
I wasn't running from the beast, I was running from myself
                E
Running out of street, she was worried 'bout my health
        F#             B
Wasn't worried it was beef, wasn't worried it was girls
                     E
She was worried it was me and my mother couldn't tell
                          G#m
Something bigger than the world
                E
Ay, for me and Ryan
Ay, now he could see that I've been crying
G#m
Tell a little lie and say there's something in my eye
               E                                   C
And from the second he could see that I've been lying
           F#             B
He would think I wasn't trying
Telling him, look, honestly, I'm dying
   E
To be the bigger man, the one that you're relying
F#
On, I keep it strong, so I tell another lie
E
'Cause it's the only way to keep me from denying
       F#                 G#m
So I tell him, brother, listen, listen, when the sun don't glisten
           E
All the days turn grey and the love goes missing
G#m
Hate won't fade and the front row hissing
E
You're the only one who keeps my heart wishing

[Chorus]
          F#          E
I've got pleasures
         F#         E
Becoming pressures
              F#      G#m    B   E
They make me want to drift away
              F#      G#m    B   E
They make me want to drift away
          F#          E
I've got pleasures
         F#         E
Becoming pressures
              F#      G#m    B   E
They make me want to drift away
              F#      G#m    B   E
They make me want to drift away

B E
B E
G#m B E F#
G#m E

[Verse 3: Loyle Carner]
                               B
Uh, but she said that it ain't me without ADHD
    E
88 keys, I was turning eighteen
                          B
She would stay and say please with a face that say cheese
                  E
Always trynz make peace like a plate of baked beans
                    G#m
That was me and my bean
E                   G#m
That was me and my Jean
E
That was me and my Jean

[Verse 4: Jean Coyle-Larner]
                                           F#
He was a scribble of a boy, all hair and mischief
                      E
A two-foot tale of trouble, rhe bee's knees
                 F#                       E
A cartwheeling chatterbox of tricks, completely fearless
                            F#      D
I had to carry a first aid kit, my band-aid boy
E
I had my heart in my mouth wherever we went
                             F#
He'd do backflips into the pool when he was tiny
         E
And the lifeguards would get all stressed out
                   E
He was a proper Mowgli, he embraced everything
                                        F#
Took things apart to see what made them tick
             E
Such busy fingers
He would empty sugar packets onto the tables
                         F#
In restaurants to draw pictures in
He used to draw on anything
E
Fantastical creatures with ferocious fangs
E
And now he draws with words
And I find lyrics on my till receipts and bills
                               E
He was never still and barely slept, so neither did I
I could never understand how he could watch TV
                              E
Upside down while kicking a ball
His eyes shone with wonder
                                  B
Music flowed through him like a current
      E
He'd upend a stool to use as a microphone
A                       G#m
Singing away for his grandparents
F#m
He turned the world upside down and we're richer for it
G#m              F#
He was and is a complete joy
E                        G#m           B G#m B E
The world is his, that scribble of a boy