• 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):

C
 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.

       C
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 kno,
Why you did,
You walk back,
Across the street.

C
 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.

C         F
 You just stand there,
(You just stand there).

Chorus 1:

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

Verse 2:

(Jemaine):

         C
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.

C
 Neon signs,
Hidden messages,
Questions, answers,
Fetishes.
    F
You know you're,
Not in high finance,
Considering getting,
Second hand underpants.

C
 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
 Inner,
      F
Inner city,
           C
Inner city pressure.
(Inner city pressure).

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

Break:

Am  G#, D

Verse 3:

(Jemaine):

       C
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.

    C
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, C
        (Inner city pressure).

Gm  F, C
        (Inner city pressure).

Chorus 4:

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

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

Outro:

Gm  F, C

(Fade)


CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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   C       F       Gm      Am      G#      D

 EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE
 x32010  133211  355333  x02210  466544  xx0232
                                    ____
           _             __   __   |  __|  __    __
          | |   _   _   |  \ /  |  | |__   \ \  / /
  _____   | |  | | | |  |       |  |__  |   \ \/ /
 |  ___|  | |  | | | |  | |\_/| |   __| |    \  /
 | |= =   | |  | |_| |  | | = | |  |____|     | |
 | |      | |  |_____|  | |   | |   = = =     | |
 | |___   | |   = = =   | |   | |             | |
 |_____|  | |           |_|   |_|             | |
  = = =   | |_____       =     =    Tabbed by |_|
          |_______|  Joel from cLuMsY, 2008    =
           = = = =      (clumsyband@hotmail.com)
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