G D7 G D7 G D7 G D7
[VERSE 1]
G
I wanna kill your Sunday morning, call dusk on a new age dawning
C G
I don’t care what’s comin’ around the bend;
C G
I speak ill to eke out my stipend.
D
It’s good to be lost, I don’t wanna be found
C
And when laugh time comes around
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I’ll give you alehouse futsal.
[VERSE 2]
G
Your softly spoken friends, their fortnight in the Fens
C G
Your time slip stories I avow
C G
Are boring the arse off me now.
D
I’m gonna put up a wall in your through lounge
C
My animosity knows no bounds
G D7 G D7
I’m gonna give you alehouse futsal.
[INSTR]
C F C F C F G D7 G D7
[VERSE 3]
G
Picnics with craft beer, Elbow in Delamere
C G C G
Your brand new 10K P.B. Haile Gebrselassie
D C
When you try combining that cloud with silver lining
G D G D
Gonna give you alehouse, I’ll give you alehouse
G D7 G Bb C D7 G D7 G D7 G D7 G
Gonna give you alehouse futsal.
