Standard (EADGBE)


Streets like a jungle

So call the police

Following the herd

Down to Greece

on holiday

Love in the 90's

Is paranoid

On sunny beaches

Take your chances, looking for





Avoiding all work

Cos there's none available

Like battery thinkers

Count their thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers

Nothing is wasted

Only reproduced

You get nasty blisters

Du bist sehr schon

But we haven't been introduced


(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service

(Tracy Jacks) its steady employment

(Tracy Jacks) is a golfing fanatic

(Tracy Jacks) But his put is erratic

(Tracy Jacks) saw a Harley Street Doctor

(Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living

(Tracy Jacks) he's getting past forty

(Tracy Jacks) and all the seams are splitting

Everyday he got closer

He knew in his heart he was over

Saying I'd love to stay here and be normal

But its just so overrated

(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning

(Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning

(Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to Walton

(Tracy Jacks) stood on the sea front laughing

(Tracy Jacks) ran up and down naked

(Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police

(Tracy Jacks) driven back to London

And then it happened on a Tuesday morning

Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in

Saying its just so overrated


Ants in the carpet

Dirty little monsters

Eating all the morsels

Picking up the rubbish

Give her effervescence

She needs a little sparkle

Good morning TV

You're looking so healthy


We all say

Don't want to be alone

We wear the same clothes

'Cos we feel the same

We kiss with dry lips

When we say goodnight

End of the century......its nothing special

Sex on the TV

Everybody's at it

And the mind gets dirty

When you get clo ser to thirty

Gives her a cuddle

They're glowing in a huddle

Good night TV

You're all made up

And you're looking like me


Can you eat her yes you can


PARKLIFE The E etc. in this =12th fret (brush up on those barre chords!!)

Confidence is the preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as


And morning setup can be avoided if you take a route straight through

what is known as (Parklife)

John's got brewer's droop he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons they

love a bit of it (Parklife)

Who's that gut lord should cut down on your porklife

mate...get some exercise


All the people

So many people

They all go hand in hand

Hand in hand throught their parklife

(Verse 2: Same chords as verse 1)

I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awaken by the


I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the


I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too it gives me a feeling of

enormous well being

And then I'm happy of rht rest of the day safe in the knowledge there will

always be a bit of my heart devoted to it


It's got nothing to do with your Vorsprung Durch Technic you know

And it's got nothing to do with you joggers who go round and round and round


So far we've not really stayed in touch

Well I knew as much, it's no surprise that today

I'll get up round two, with nothing to do

Except get a touch of flu


And I might as well just grin and bear it

'Cos its not worth the trouble of an argument

And in any case I'd rather wear it

Your like a bad head in the morning

And I know......

Mid 8:





Grandma has new dentures

To eat the crust of pizza

Been taken out by her daughter

Because she thought she ought'a

The kids are eating snickers

Because they're so delicious

Then there's sticky fingers

And mother loses her knickers


Bank holiday comes six times a year

Days of enjoyment to which everybody cheers

Bank holiday comes with six pack of beer

......then its back to work A.G.A.I.N.

Bar-b-que is cooking

Sausages and chicken

The patio is buzzing

The neighbours they are looking

John is down the fun pub

Drinking lots of lager

Girls and boys are on the game

And all the high streets look the same





Repeat most of it again.


I spy in the night sky don't I

Phobe Io Elara Leda Callisto Sinope

Janus Dione Portia So many moons

Quiet in the sky at night Hot in the milky way

Outside in

Vega Capella Hadar Rigel Barnard's star

Antares Aldebaran Altair Wolf 359

Betelgeuse sun sun sun


All those dirty words

They make us look so dumb

Been drinking far too much

And neither of us mean what we say

You and I

Collapsed in love

And it looks like we might have made it,

yes it looks like we made it to the end

What happened to us

Soon it will be gone forever

Infatuated only with ourselves

And neither of us can think straight anymore

Chorus x2


A malady has taken him over

Coughing tar in his Japanese motor

The lights are magic

And he's got money

So he'll be lucky

He'll shoot like an arrow

London loves

The mystery of a speeding car

London loves

The misery of a speeding heart




It's Love-U-Like and everyone's at it

But words are cheap and his mind is elastic

He loves the violence

Keeps ticking over

So sleep together

Before today is sold forever

London loves

The way people just fall apart

London loves

The misery of a speeding heart

(The rest of the song is just improvisation on this theme)


I am the message centre

Local and direct

Room to room an operator (no calls today dear, they'll just have to wait dear)

I call and I collect (so just strike him softly away from the body)

You're made up too shiny today (in so much trouble)

Thoughts are just pissing away "

A new type face a new day "

You can't remember ten minutes ago.

It's too much trouble

Middle 8 up half

tone, so that's (

x4) (then




I'm on the white cliffs of Dover

Thinking it over and over

But if I jump its all over

A cautionary tale for you

(Verse 2: Same chords)

I love to roll in the clover

With you over and over

On the white cliffs of Dover

And then I'd let you push me over

And if that is the fact then in actual fact it's not where it's at and it's over


Verse 3

(Same chords)

And now the bluebirds are over

The white cliffs of Dover

So when you push me over

Don't bury me I'm not worth anything


Bill Barret has a simple dream

He calls it his plan B

Where the buildings and the sky and the air is sugar free

And everyone is very friendly

Plan B arrived on holiday

Took a cab to the shopping malls

Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore

Then found love on channel forty-four


La la la la la he wants to go to Magic America

La la la la la he'd like to live in Magic America with all the magic people

Bill Barret sent his postcards home

To everyone he'd ever known - they read

Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal

>From the people who care how you feel


Mid 8:



Jubilee slouches in the settee

He's losing all the will to move

He's gone divvy, too much telly

He's watching twenty four hours of rubbish

He's got butane, he's got plastic bags

And his eyes are going square (oh yeah)

He's no raver just anti social

He's not going to cut his hair


He dresses one told him how to do it

He dresses incorrectly....seventeen he not mean enough

He dresses to the girls but he's just too spotty

He dresses incorrectly....not keen on being like anyone else

(Verse 2: Same chords as Verse 1)

Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker

Thinks his son is aslob

Should get out more stop scabbing

He should go out and get a job

No, he just plays on his computer games (reprise)


And into the sea go pretty England and me

Around the Bay of Biscay and home for tea

Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank

Up the Thames to find a taxi rank

Sail on by with the tide and fall asleep

And the radio says

This is a low

But it won't hurt you

When you're alone it will be there with you

Finding ways to stay solo

On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty

There is a low in the high Forties

And Saturdays locked away on the pier

Not fast enough dear

On the Malin Head, Blackpool looks black and red

And the Queen she's gone round the bend

Jumped off Land's End