C♯mYou haveA grown uEp. A Smoke-stack shEadows in your eyAes. And with annEual courtroom tiAes, CigareEtte burns in your cloAthes, Sugar spEoons and frozen toAes. C♯mAnd as fAor loEve; A E A C♯mOh God,A you farce.E A Taught and bErought up on your vAerse. Breaking raEnk deserves a cuArse. EGo home Anow soEn. I've forEbidden what you loAve. Break your oEwn glass with your gloAve.Standard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo
F♯m A C♯mSo you maEke bluAe the air. E A And with haEnds, in pockets, clAenched; Swear to brEutalise his weAnch, Burn some hEoles into his flAoor, Maybe pEetrol bomb his dAoor. F♯mMaybe not. EMaybe not. C♯m'Cause that's youth tEoday; A They will fEall on anyAone in the naEme of having fAun Or is it preEssure from you peAers? As the cEries fall on deaf eAars. What have I dF♯mone? What have I doEne? A E A Tabbed By Ross McKay. Music By Admiral Fallow.