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!