MORE TIME TO WASTE.. "ON WAY" THE ONLY VERSION OF THIS SONG ON HERE, THAT I
COULD FIND, DOESN'T QUITE CUT THE MUSTARD IN MY OPINION SO I THOUGHT ID DO
MY VERSION.. 

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***THIS IS NOT MY SONG  AND NOT MY LYRICS***
***********but it is my rendition***********
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(so piss off with any legal bollocks)


CHORDS IN THIS SONG:


Bm, D, E5, A, G, G*, F


THE E5 PLAYED IS 022400.. I THINK.. DON'T QUOTE ME ON THAT,
I'M NOT SURE WHETHER I SHOULD BE LET LOOSE WRITING THAT SORT OF
THING QUITE YET..


..THE G* IS PLAYED 3RD FRET.. BASICALLY AN F SHAPE ON THE 3RD FRET,
ALTERNATE PLAYING THE a STRING..SAME GOES FOR THE D ON THE VERSES,
ALTERNATE PLAYING THE HIGH e.. IF YOU KNOW THE SONG YOU SHOULD GET
IT EASILY ENOUGH.. IF NOT.. LISTEN TO IT...


INTRO/CHROUS 1:

             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.


INSTRU:


|:D | D | F | G*:|


VERSE 1:

   D
MY FATHER WHEN I WAS YOUNGER, TOOK ME UP ONTO THE HILL
     F                             G*
THAT LOOKED DOWN ON THE CITY SMOG ABOVE THE FACTORY SPILL.
              D      
HE SAID, "NOW THIS IS WHERE I COME, WHEN I WANT TO BE FREE."
        F                             G*
WELL HE NEVER WAS IN HIS LIFTIME, BUT THESE WORDS STUCK WITH ME. HEY!


INSTRU :


|:D | D | F | G*:|


VERSE 2:

         D 
AND SO I RAN FROM ALL OF THIS, AND I CLIMBED THE HIGHEST HILL,
             F                  G*
AND I LOOKED DOWN ONTO MY LIFE, ABOVE THE FACTORY SPILL,
             D
AND I LOOKED DOWN ONTO MY LIFE AS THE FAMILY DISGRACE,
             F                                 G*
THEN ALL MY FRIENDS ON THE STARTING LINE THERE WAGES OFF TO CHASE,
         F                                     G*
YES, AND ALL MY FRIENDS AND ALL THEIR JONS AND ALL THE BLOODY WASTE.


CHORUS 2:

             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.
             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.


INSTRU:


|:D | D | F | G*:| (x6)


VERSE 3:

                 D
WELL, WELL, WELL I GREW UP, LEARNED TO LOVE AND LAUGH,

CIRCLED 'A'S ON THE UNDERPASS
        F 
BUT THE NOISE WE THOUGHT WOULD NEVER STOP,
G*
DIED A DEATH AS THE PUNKS GREW UP
       D
AND WE CHOCKED ON ALL OUR DREAMS, WE WRESTLED WITH OUR FEARS,
      F
WE'RE RUNNING THROUGH THE HEARTLESS CONCRETE STREETS,
G*
CHASING OUR IDEAS. RUN!


INSTRU:


|:D | D | F | G*:|


VERSE 4:

            D
AND ALL THE PROBLEMS OF THIS WORLD WON'T BE SOLVED MY THIS GUITAR,
         F                                G*
AND THEY WON'T STOP COMING EITHER, BY THE LIFE I'VE HAD SO FAR.
        D
AND THE BRIGHT LIGHTS OF MY HOME TOWN WON'T BE GETTING ANY DIMMER,
       F                                   G*
THOUGH THERE CALLING HAS RECEDED LIKE SOME OLD DISTANT SINGER,
         F                              G*
AND THEY DON'T LOOK SO APPEALING TO THE EYES OF THIS POOR SINNER.


CHORUS 3:

             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.
             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.



CHORUS 4:

             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.
             Bm  D      E5        A          G         D         A
THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY OF LIFE, AND THAT'S YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN, YOUR OWN.
            Bm
THAT'S YOUR OWN


I'M FELLING RATHER SOLEMN AFTER WRITING THAT.. POIGNANT.. THE WORDS MEAN SO
MUCH MORE WHEN YOU ACTUALLY WRITE THEM DOWN.. IF ONLY I COULD SING IT TO
GET IT OUT MY SYSTEM BUT IT'S 2 IN THE MORNING... A TRIP UP GLASTONBURY
TOR MAY BE IN ORDER.. I'LL GET THE D.M'S ON.. RIGHT HOPE THAT'S O.K. LET ME
KNOW IF YOU FIND ANYTHING WRONG.. OR RIGHT. NICE ONE..

...CyD PinK...