Sorted For Es And Wizz

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[Verse 1]
       C
Oh, is this the way they say the 
future's meant to feel?
        G
Or just 20,000 people standing in a 
field?
      C
And I don't quite understand just 
what this feeling is
           G
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted
 out for E's and wizz
    C
And tell me when the spaceship lands
'Cos all this has just got to mean 
G
something

[Chorus]
   Dm
Oh
                          F
In the middle of the night
          G                Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow 
morning
Am
Oh
                  Bb      G
Oh, then you come down

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[Verse 2]
              C
Oh yeah, the pirate radio told us 
what was going down
                           G
Got the tickets from some fucked-up*
 bloke in Camden Town
        C
Oh, and no-one seems to know exactly
 where it is
            G
But that's OK, 'cos we're all sorted
 out for E's and wizz
   C                               
At 4 o'clock the normal world seems
                      G
 very very very far away  hey

[Chorus]
     Dm
Alright!
                          F
In the middle of the night
          G                Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow 
morning
Am
Oh
                  Bb      G
Oh, then you come down

[Verse 3]
             C            G
Just keep on moving!
C
Everybody asks your name They say 
we're all the same
              G
And now it's "nice one, geezer" (and
 that's as far as the conversation 
went)
  C
I lost my friends and danced alone 
It's 6 o'clock, I wanna go home
G
But it's "no way, not today" Makes 
you wonder what it meant, and, uh...
C
And this hollow feeling grows and 
grows and grows
        G
And you want to call your mother And
 say: "Mother, I can never come home
 again!"
  C
"'Cos I seem to have left an 
important part of my brain
           G
Somewhere, somewhere in a field in 
Hampshire", alright!

[Chorus]
Dm                       F
In the middle of the night
          G                Bb
It feels alright, but then tomorrow 
morning
Am
Oh
                  Bb      G
Oh, then you come down
Am                         Bb
Oh, what if you never come down?