Standard Tuning

: G5 E5 C5 D5 :

      G5
It's boxing night 
   E5
I celebrate in style
      C5
with boxer shorts and spirits 
                    D5
floor litteed with ghosts of bottles passed

           G5
There's a naked hush
         E5
clothed only with breath and a pulse
      C5
of a heart that is kicking 
                 D5
as though it is desperate to be born

         G5
and I'm hostage blind
 E5
deaf to the din outside
      C5
Good Glasgow could burn to it's bones (timber?) tonight 
         D5
and I'd barely blink an eye

G5 E5 C5 D5

          G5
well the clock just stopped 
     E5
put that on my fucking headstone (you can cut that into my headstone)
       C5
won't something move so I stop
           D5
staring a hole into the phone

                   C5
you can get me at home
                     D5
I'll be drinking to death
                   C5
just me and these walls
                 D5
and a beaten up chair 
           G5
on boxing day

         ( G5 )
this is boxing night
     E5
and someone lost an eye
        C5
well I swear I've lost the last drop 
             D5
of whatever kept me awake, alive

    G5
we fell in the Forth from a heavy right hook
      E5
to a blushed and swollen face
          C5
and in a single blow it's murdered 
                  D5
and now it takes years to waste away

              G5
well I can't call you all night any more
         E5
I can't call you full stop
            C5
though you know you can call me up any time
           D5
call me whatever the fuck you want

                   C5
you can get me at home
                     D5
I'll be drinking to death
                   C5
just me and these walls
                 D5
and a beaten up chair 

                   C5
you can get me at home
                     D5
I'll be drinking to death
                   C5
just me and these walls
                  D5
and my beaten up chair 

           G5
on boxing day

: ( G5 ) E5 C5 D5 : Repeat A5 few times; end on G5