Sorted For E's And Wizz

[Intro]
E|-13-13-13-13-13-13-13-13-12-12-
B|-------------------------------
G|-------------------------------
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A|-------------------------------
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E|12-| 
B|---| 
G|---| 
D|---| 
A|---| 
E|---| 

(2x)
E|-10-10-10-10-10-8-8-8-7-7-7-----
B|--------------------------------
G|--------------------------------
D|--------------------------------
A|--------------------------------
E|--------------------------------

(2x)

[Verso 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

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

[Verso 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

[Estribillo]
     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

[Verso 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!

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