F C F C
F C F C

[Verse]

     F                C              F        C
O'er grassy dale, and lowland scene
     F                   C                F
Come see, come hear, the English Scheme.
C   C            C    F      F           C
The lower-class, want brass, bad chests, scrounge fags.
F                       C
The clever ones tend to emigrate

[Bridge]

F F C F

[Verse]

C             F                  F   C          F      C
Like your psychotic big brother, who left home
    F                C
For jobs in Holland, Munich, Rome
     F                      C
He's thick but he struck it rich, switch
    C             C         F             C
The commune crap, camp bop, middle-class, flip-flop
F                         F     C
Guess that's why they end up in bands
         F           C
He's the green piece in us all
         F           C          F
He's the creep-creep in us all
            C
Condescends to black men
F         C
Very nice to them
     F                   C               F           C
They talk of Chile while driving through Haslingden
        F                     C                  F            C
You got sixty hour weeks, and stone stone toilet back-gardens
      C             C         C             C
Peter Cook's jokes, bad dope, check shirts, lousy groups
D                      C    A
Point their fingers at America

[Bridge]

A C D
C D C

[Verse]

     D                    A             D     C
Down pokey quaint streets in Cambridge
           D       A       A         D
Cycles our distant spastic heritage
D     F        C#         C            C
Its a gay red, roundhead, army career, grim head
   F      C          C
If we was smart we'd emigrate