E    E    A    E

E            A  E
In the 1980s 
E                 A  E
I was busy hating
B                            C#m                    A
All of the intangible, the impossibly impractical ideas 
                E      A  E
I'd never understand. 

E    E    A    E       


E                 A  E
And in the 1990s, 
       E                           A  E
It was far too exciting for words
    B                                 C#m
And now I'm drinking adult drinks and now I have the time too think 
     A               E
That sex was so overrated. 

E   E   A   E 
E   E   A (hold)

                 E                         C#m        
Who gave you the right to bruise my little heart?
                  B                          A
You tore it right apart, I was saving it for art. 
                      E                       B
You knew just what to do, so who gave you the clue, 
              A                 E
I love no-one else, I love only you. 


E   E   A   E


        E                      A  E
We will capture all of London, 
       E               A  E
On disposable cameras, 
       B
These sights were here before we were born, 
        C#m                                    A
They'll be here when we're dead but they'll remember, 
                       E      A  E
They're touched by our lives. 

         E                       A  E
Oh we'll burn all their retinas, 
         E                           A  E
With our patience and our tolerance, 
          B                   
Oh, we'll spew and moan, we'll kick and scream, 
    C#m                        A
But we'll know exactly what we mean,
                E     A  E
Exactly what we mean. 


E   E   A   E 
E   E   A (hold)

                 E                         C#m        
Who gave you the right to bruise my little heart?
                  B                          A
You tore it right apart, I was saving it for art. 
                      E                       B
You knew just what to do, so who gave you the clue, 
              A                 E     B
I love no-one else, I love only you. 

                         E                             C#m
Oh where'd you learn the knack, was it skill or was it luck, 
                   B                        A
You pulled me into pieces and now I'm truly fucked. 
                  E                       B
Don't want to be alone, I'm useless on my own 
               A                E
I love no-one else, I love only you.

E   C#m  B   A
E   B    A   E
    E    A   E
E   E    A   E