Dm Bb F C It's six a.m. and even Big Ben Dm Bb F C Is trying to get his head down for a kip Dm Bb But no sooner is it down F C And then it's on with dressing gown Dm Bb F C For this city very rarely loses grip F C Bb C But I have a friend who's never up by ten F C Bb C He's fast asleep with mouth open wide F C Bb C He's lost a lot of jobs, but he's won a lot of friends F C Bb C And he says to me, he cannot tell the time [Chorus] Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F x2 [Verse 2] Dm Bb F C It's seven a.m. and we're coughing up the phlegm Dm Bb F C Spitting out the taste of night before Dm Bb And we'll vomit and we'll choke F C Just to climb their tatty rope Dm Bb F C Well this city has its charm and its claw F C And he'll blame his clock Bb C Or he'll say he's lost his socks F C Bb C And they'll tell you that he's been bitten by a snake F C His excuses are an art Bb C From the bottom of his heart F C Bb C And he thinks of them whenever he awakes [Chorus] Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F x2 [Verse 3] Dm Bb F C It's eight a.m. we're on the road again Dm Bb F C Racing for a placing at the top Dm Bb And it says green for go F C For the people in the know Dm Bb F C But for the others all it says is red for stop [Bridge] Dm Bb F C x4 F C It's cold and it's damp Bb C And they've dug him a grave F C Bb C And the ten fifteen merchant's still in bed F C And scrawled upon the headboard Bb C For the whole wide world to see is F C Bb C "Died In The Arms Of Big Ted" Dm Bb F C x4 [Chorus] Dm Am Bb F C Dm C F Dm Am Bb
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