Total Ringo chords and lyrics - HAPPY MONDAYS

Lời & hợp âm

[Intro 1]
[D][G][D][Am][G][D]
[Am][G][D][Am][G][D]
[Am][G]

[Verse 1]
[D]That's sickly clean,
this [G]mild and meek
[F]I could l[D]aunch it with a[Am] poker,
[D]no [Am]danger for a [F]weekend
[D]Opens its mouth,
there's no word[Am]s, just [F]a squeak
I can [D]launch it with a poker,
no [Am]joker [C]for [F]a weekday[D]

[Verse 2]
[Am]Bing bong, [F]the week[G]day
[D]Bin[Am]g bong, no danger[G]
[D]Her[Am]e goes a s[G]weet freak
[D][Am][G]

[Verse 3]
[A]How many [Am]fools [C]do you get in [D]the schools
Of an [A]English [Am]county [C]classroom?[Am]
[D]All the things g[A]oing on[Am]
[C]inside your bill bong
[D]There's no roo[Am]m,
it's just pure [D]art room

[Interlude 1]
[D][Am][G][F][D]
[Am][G]

[Verse 4]
[D]You try very hard to [Am]get that [G]right
To [D]imitate some [Am]kind of [G]life [F]form
[D]A matter of fact, [Am]without any [G]tact
You can [D]go on back [Am]you, you shouldn't
[G]have been [D]born
[Am]Bing

[Verse 5]
bong, no [G]danger[D]
[Am]Bing bong, the s[G]weet freak

[Verse 6]
[A]Digger[Am]s mothers, [C]switch on [Am]the cook[D]er
[A]Get [D]the hillbil[Am]lies down,
[C]set out to bug[D]ger
[A]Sweet [Am]freak, [C]pen [D]and ink
How [A]do you make [Am]a bulldo
[D]g think?

[Interlude 2]
[F][D]
[G]

[Verse 7]
Happy [D]Christmas, I said,
not to speak [Am]then[G][F]
[D]Happy Christmas,
[Am]when it's next week [D]then
And you swear,
[Am]you naughty [G]meathead
[D]What sleeps in your bed,
[Am]is got to be [G]a geek [D]Ted

[Verse 8]
Bing [Am]bong, [G]the weekday[D]
[Am]Bing bong, no dang[G]er

[Verse 9]
[A]How many [Am]fools do you [C]get in [D]the schools
Of an [A]English [Am]county? You got [C]none
[D]All the things g[A]oing on[Am]
[C]inside your built bomb
[D]There's no roo[Am]m,
it's just pure art room
[Am][Am]

[Verse 10]
Sweet freak, [C]pen an[Am]d ink[D]
[Am]How do we get these plain
[C]dogs [D]to think?
[Am]Sweet freak, [C]pen and [D]ink
It's [Am]dangerous to let the
[C]freaky dink [D]in

[Verse 11]
[Am]Chopper up, cooker,
[C]give me some [D]smother
I can[Am]'t stand the thought of the
[C]dwarf bein' a [D]mother

[Verse 12]
Is this [Am]love, man, [C]it's [D]pure hate
If [Am]you put it on the table, it'll [C]be too late
[D]Is this lov[Am]e, man? No, it'[C]s pure hat[D]e
[Am]It can't be more simple,
it's [C]there on [D]a plate

[Verse 13]
Is this [D]love [Am]man? No i[C]t ain't
[D]Is this lov[Am]e, man? No, it'[C]s pure hate
[D]Is this love, man?