Intro: e------------------------------ B--5-------------5-5----------- G-----7--5--7---------7--5--7-- D------------------------------ A------------------------------ E------------------------------ Verse (and solo): e------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- B-5---6---5--------6--5-----------5------------5---6---5--------6--5-----------5------ G-----------7-5----------7--5---------7------------------7-5----------7--5---------7-- D------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- E------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- x2 Bridge: F G C F e-------------------------------------------- B-6---6--6----6--8---8--8----5--6--5---8--6-- G-------------------------------------------- D-------------------------------------------- A-------------------------------------------- E-------------------------------------------- x2 Chorus: C e----------------------------------------------- B-6----6--6---5----------------6---5------------ G-----------------7---5--5-------------7---5--5- D----------------------------------------------- A----------------------------------------------- E----------------------------------------------- Verse 1: C They cried the tears, they shed their fears, C G up and down the land. C They stole guitars, and used guitars, C G so the tape would understand. Bridge: F G without even, the slightest hope, C F of a thousand sales F G Just as if, as if they were, C F hitsville in U.K. Chorus: F C I know the boy was all alone, C 'till the hitsville hit U.K. Verse 2: They say true talent, will always emerge in time, when lightning hits, small wonder, its sparks for factory time Bridge: No expense accounts, no lunch discounts, or hypeing up the charts the band went in, and knocked 'em dead, in two minutes fifty-nine Chorus Solo (verse w/out lyrics) Bridge: No slimy deals, no smarmy eels, in hitsville U.K. we'll shake them and say, we'll operate, in hitsville U.K. Chorus: I know the boy felt all alone, 'till the hitsville hit U.K. Verse 3: The mutants, creeps and muscled men, are shaking like the leaves, it blows a hole in the radio when it hasn't sounded good all week Bridge: A mighty boom, in your living room, in hitsville U.K. no consumer trials, no A.O.R's in hitsville U.K. Chorus I know the boy felt all alone, 'till the hitsville hit U.K. now the boys and girls are not alone, now that hitsville hit U.K. Credit To: Pasi Sauvamäki (fools_gold2000@yahoo.com)
