Life Thru A Lens

Riff 1
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A
Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens

D
Hair is the new hat, brown is the 
new black
F
She shouldn't wear this he shouldn't
 wear that
C                        G
Pleasure at leisure make mine a 
double
             D
measure with friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
F
Who laughs the longest who drives 
the hardest
C                        G
Pleasure at leisure make mine a 
double
             D
measure with friends

Riff 1
Just because I ain't double 
barrelled
                               D
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
          C#
Can't you tell!
F#m
Oh no it's quite appalling
                               D   
Your conversation is boring as 
     A
hell, oh well

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Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens
A
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
Amaj7
So go home and wash the dishes
Bm  F#m       E    G  D        A
And wash them well so he can't tell

D
She's looking real drab just out of 
rehab
F
I'm talking football she's talking 
ab fab
C
Your clothes are very kitch
G                          D
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice 
all plummy
         F
Now your cheque's just bounced 
better run
to your mummy
        C                     G
And you know it's a class act she'll
 never
           D
ask for it back

Riff 1
Just because I ain't double 
barrelled
                               D
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
          A
Can't you tell!
                         Amaj7
Mix with the local gentry and don't 
crash
Tarquin's Bentley
G                   D
I'll take the bends with our life 
thru a lens
A
You're scared of the poor and needy
Amaj7
Is that why you're all inbreedy?
Bm      F#m       E    G    D 
They're just like you, they 
        A
need love too

Amaj7  G  F

A
Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens
A
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
Amaj7
So go home and wash the dishes
G                  D/F#
And wash them well so he can't tell

A    Amaj7   G   F G A