• Song:

    Inner City Pressure

  • Artist:

    Flight Of The Conchords

  • Album:

    Flight of the Conchords

...INNER CITY PRESSURE... by Flight of the Conchords
-------------------------...........................

*from Episode 2 (2007)*


Verse 1:

(Bret):

Cm
 Inner city life, Inner city pressure,
The concrete world is starting to get ya.
    F
The city is alive, the city is expanding,
Living in the city can be demanding.

       Cm
You've pawned everything, everything you own,
Your toothbrush jar and a camera phone.
    F
You don't know where you're going; you cross the street,
You don't know why you did; you walk back across the street.

Cm
 Standing in the sitting room, totally skint,
And your favorite jersey is covered in lint.
    F
You want to sit down but you sold your chair,
So you just, stand there.
Cm        F
 You just stand there, (you just stand there).

Chorus 1:

Gm            F                Cm
 Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).

Verse 2:

(Jemaine):

         Cm
Counting coins on the counter of the 7-11,
From a quarter past six 'til a quarter to seven.
    F
The manager Bevan starts to abuse me;
Hey man, I just want some Muesli.

Cm
 Neon signs hidden messages, questions, answers, fetishes.
    F
You know you're not in high finance,
Considering getting second hand underpants.

Cm
 Check your mind; how'd it get so bad?
What happened to those other underpants you had?
F
 Look in your pockets; haven't found a cent yet,
Landlords on your balls; "Have you paid your rent yet?"

Chorus 2:

Gm            F                Cm
 Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Gm            F                Cm
 Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).

Break:

Am  Ab, D

Verse 3:

(Jemaine):

       Cm
So you think maybe you'll be a prostitute,
Just to pay for your lessons; you're learning the flute.
    F
The ladies won't pay you very much for this,
Looks like you'll never be a concert flautist.

    Cm
You don't measure up to the expectation,
When you’re unemployed there’s no vacation.
F
 No one cares, no one sympathizes,
You just stay home and play synthesizers.

Chorus 3:

Gm  F, Cm
        (Inner city pressure).

Gm  F, Cm
        (Inner city pressure).

Chorus 4:

Gm            F                Cm
 Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).
Gm            F                Cm
 Inner, Inner city, Inner city pressure. (Inner city pressure).

Outro:

Gm  F, Cm

(Fade)


CHORD DIAGRAMS:
---------------

   Cm      F       Gm      Am      Ab      D

 EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE
 x35543  133211  355333  x02210  466544  xx0232
                                    ____
           _             __   __   |  __|  __    __
          | |   _   _   |  \ /  |  | |__   \ \  / /
  _____   | |  | | | |  |       |  |__  |   \ \/ /
 |  ___|  | |  | | | |  | |\_/| |   __| |    \  /
 | |= =   | |  | |_| |  | | = | |  |____|     | |
 | |      | |  |_____|  | |   | |   = = =     | |
 | |___   | |   = = =   | |   | |             | |
 |_____|  | |           |_|   |_|             | |
  = = =   | |_____       =     =    Tabbed by |_|
          |_______|  Joel from cLuMsY, 2008    =
           = = = =      (clumsyband@hotmail.com)
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