Dm                                  Dm              
Riff raff crawling from the slums right there in front of all your chums
B                                           E
I swear by the pricking of my thumbs I'll make your day and melt away

Chorus:
           Am   F           
I'll crawl back under my stone
           Am   F           
I'll crawl back under my stone
           Am   F           
I'll crawl back under my stone
    C                 G             F
But you won't have to stand next to me
    C                 G         F
But you won't have to introduce me
C                 G            C           G           F    
You won't have to think about, talk about, care about, me
           Am
I'll crawl back

I've got a nerve just showing my face don't you think
Scruffy little likes ought to know their place don't you think
Old boy, sorry to intrude Damn shame pretty bloody rude
I should be horsewhipped & sued then I'll go quietly my tail between my knees

Chorus

A            D
I want to be middle class
A                   D
Floors and ceilings made of glass
A                  E                  D
I just want to be, I just want to be free