E E  A                D 
Tripod:  Lai-lai lai lai lai lai lai lai,   
         G 
         Lai lai-lai lai,   
                     A 
         Lai lai-lai lai!   
        A                D 
         Lai-lai lai lai lai lai lai lai,   
         G 
         Lai lai-lai lai,   
                     A 
         Lai lai-lai lai!   
       

        D          Bm 
Scod:    There's a girl,   
         C                 A 
         We see each other every day,   
        D            Bm 
         But I'm too shy,   
             C            A               Bm 
         And I can't even bring myself to say,   
 
 
                               Em 
Gatesy:  "Hello, how are you today?   
                                C 
         Lovely weather, by the way,   
                                            A 
         If I was with you, I'd be happy to pay!"   
       
Gatesy:  ... Oh for dinner, you know..oh shit! 
 
 
        D         Bm 
Scod:    She's so cute,   
         C                  A 
         She's got a little button head.   
        D                Bm 
         And I try to be cool,   
             C             A              Bm 
         But I just cannot seem to follow through.   
 
 
                                 Em 
Gatesy:  I just can't find a way to,   
                                   C 
         Let her know that I'll be true,   
                               A       A 
         So I know what I must do...   
       

        A                  D 
Tripod:  I'm gonna win the Rock Eisteddfod,   
        E                     A 
         That's how I'm gonna win her hand.   
        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Rock Eisteddfod,   
             G                           A 
         And I'm a thirty-eight-year-old man.   
       

        A                  D 
         When I've won the Rock Eisteddfod,   
         E                  A 
         She won't leave me on the shelf.   
        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Rock Eisteddfod,   
         E                          A 
         Win the Rock Eisteddfod by myself,   
       F#     E      A 
         With no-one else,   
       F#         E    A 
         On stage by myself.   
       

        D               Bm 
Scod:    My dramatic concept,   
                   C                A 
         Will be a post-apocalyptic nightmare.   
        D                  Bm 
         Made of cardboard boxes,   
             C                A 
         And foil taped to my stack hat.   
       

                     Bm 
Tripod:  She'll be impressed!   
                                    Em 
Tripod:  And my costume will be the best,   
                                         C 
         When the curtain rises, I'll be dressed,   
                                         A 
         In fluoro bike shorts and a fur vest.   
         

        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Rock Eisteddfod,   
        E                     A 
         That's how I'm gonna win her hand.   
        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Rock Eisteddfod,   
        G 
         And I'm a thirty-eight-year-old man.   
         

        A                  D 
         When I've won the Rock Eisteddfod,   
         E                  A 
         She won't leave me on the shelf.   
        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Rock Eisteddfod,   
         E                          G 
         Win the Rock Eisteddfod by myself.   
         

        C           G     C          G 
Y & S:   And as for music, I'll only choose it,   
        F#             Bm        F#          Bm 
         If it's got a serious environmental message.   
         

              C                              G 
Gatesy:  I'll start with "Hungry... like the wolf",   
             D                      A 
Tripod:  And then, "It's Raining... Men".   
         

        D          Bm 
Scod:    I hope it works,   
           C                 A 
         I hope she falls in love with me.   
        D          Bm 
         My backup plan,   
               C                  A          Bm 
         Is to leave these rookie amateurs behind.   
                                  Em             
         And I'll really blow her mind,   
                                       C 
Tripod:  And I'll build my Jazz Ballet rep,   
                                  A 
         I'll go the logical next step...   
         

        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Eurovision,   
        E              A 
         Be a star and make her see.   
        A             D 
         Singing in a foreign language,   
        G 
Yon:     (Operatic) Maybe then she'll understand me.   
       

        A                  D 
Tripod:  When I've won the Eurovision,   
         E                  A 
         She won't leave me on the shelf.   
        A                  D 
         I'm gonna win the Eurovision,   
        E (stop)                       A 
         Then I finally won't be by myself.   
        F#         E    A 
         Row boats by myself,   
        F#        E    A 
         See-saws by myself,   
                    F#         E    A           AAAAA 
          Eating two ice-creams by myself...