A5 C#5 The Pub talk, the scandals F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 Like vandals they try to tear you down. A5 C#5 The whispers turn rumours F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 There's no truth but that don't stop those cats. A5 C#5 They need that little bit extra F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 They don't mind if it's only conjecture. D5 E5 They tried to tell me I wasn't I full time D5 E5 I tried to think of an alibi B5 D5 I felt so awful I spat in their faces E5 And ran for my life A5 C#5 F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 (x2) A5 C#5 They need that little bit extra F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 They don't mind if it's only conjecture. D5 E5 They tried to tell me theirs was the right way D5 E5 I tried shout that that was a lie B5 D5 I felt so sick I spat on their life styles E5 With a run away pride! A5 C#5 Untouched by human hands F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 'Cause only God knows I don't call that a man A5 C#5 Who spends his waking days F#5 B5 B5 D5 G5 Telling others what to think and what to say D5 E5 They tried to tell me I wasn't normal D5 E5 I tried to say there's no such thing B5 D5 I felt so awful I spat in their faces E5 With a run away pride!
