Advert Soundtrack

Intro
G       G       D  Em C       G

Verse 1
G
So when I think about sex I think of
 Durex,

And it's Armitage Shanks when I'm 
taking a piss,
Em
The icons of time are Swatch and 
Rolex,
C
And Captain Birdseye is the governor
 of fish.

Verse 2
G
So they found a way of controlling 
the masses,

On the sides of the buses and TV 
screens,
Em
The bombs start dropping when 
religion clashes,
C                               D
Atheism, the American dream.

Verse 3
G
With headlines designed to shoot 
down heroes,

Trading money for popularity,
Em
They're laughing stocks until they 
die young,
C                       D
And the papers cash in on their 
tragedies.

Verse 4
G
So Little Bo Beep would be knocked 
up at 14,

Addicted to vodka and ketamin,
Em
If she lost her sheep she wouldn't 
give a shit,
C                         D
As long as she gets home in time to 
watch Skins.

Chorus
G
Cos we're not a generation,
Em
We're just a target market,
C
This is an advert soundtrack,
Em           D
Just for the broken hearted

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G

Verse 5
G
So mix red and blue you get purple 
hazes,

Fills the sky on election days,
Em
Choke you down at the polling 
station,
C                       
Fascists will blame it on 
  D
immigration.

Verse 6
G
But the magazines, billboards, 
catchphrases, gimmicks,

You buy one you get one you get one 
free,
Em
They promised me fast cars, riches 
and women,
C                         D
All they ever gave me was A.D.D.

Verse 7
G
Life is a shit thing, a shit thing 
to me,
Em
I'm always looking back to the 
sixties,
C
What a waste of fucking space,
Em      D
Most universities.

Verse 8
G
Cos the dole queue is stretching 
around the block,

And this empire has got no friends,
Em
That was not a recession,
C                       D
That was the beginning of the end.

Chorus
G
Cos we're not a generation,
Em
We're just a target market,
C
This is an advert soundtrack,
Em           D
Just for the broken hearted

Chorus
G
We're not a generation,
Em
We're just a target market,
C
This is an advert soundtrack,
Em           D
Just for the broken hearted

BRidge
         C
So I'll put out my hands, and lay 
down my arms,
G
Plug me in to the matrix and 
facebook charms,
D
And I will buy all the things, that 
you want me to own,
C
My wife can give birth to a mobile 
phone.

Verse 9
G
And I'll try and get a gig at the 
Durex Apollo,

And I'll try and get sponsored by 
Dignitas
Em
And when I've got enough people to 
follow,
C                       D        
We can all turn up there one day 
       G
en masse.

Chorus
G
Cos we're not a generation,
Em
We're just a target market,
C
This is an advert soundtrack,
Em           D
Just for the broken hearted

Chorus
G
We're not a generation,
Em
We're just a target market,
C
This is an advert soundtrack,
Em           D
Just for the broken hearted