Tv Dinner

Intro:
C#  B/D#  C#m/E   F#m 
C#/F   C#sus4/E 


C#                   B/D#     C#m/E              F#m 
Hypothesise a hero's rise and teach them all to then despise 
   C#/F                         C#sus4/E 
It is our way to make a king, romanticise how they begin 
C#                   B/D#        C#m/E                  F#m 
Fetishise their struggling while all the while, they're suffering 
   C#/F                         C#sus4/E 
In every worming memory of what they truly are 
     C#             B/D#               C#m/E 
The rigmarole, the tortured soul, the constant spin 
      F#m      C#/F                         C#sus4/E 
The merry-go-roundhouse kick into the face, sheer loss of private space 
     C#                         B/D#    C#m/E          F#m 
The moths, the snakes, th tiny waist-coat tail riders suck the grace 
     C#/F                         C#sus4/E 
And littl colour out my face, the cancer in a padlock case 



C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 
No one gets     into  my  space 
C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 
No one gets     into  my  space 



C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 



     C#               B/D#    C#m/E              F#m 
The market before anything, the darkest days are yet to sing 
      C#/F 
Like Winehouse, she was just a bairn 
     C#sus4/E 
They love her now but bled her then 
     C#               B/D#       C#m/E            F#m 
They reared me as a class clown, Grass-fed little cash cow 
   C#/F 
I cashed out, headed hellbound 
    C#sus4/E 
And now they point and laugh 



    C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 
And No one gets     into  my  space 
C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m     G#m 
No one gets     into  my  space 



     A 
Am I up to this? 
     B 
Am I up to this? 
     C#m 
Am I up to this? 
A             B 
  No one gets in 



     C#                 B/D#           C#m/E           F#m 
I'll sell my story when it's true, I'll paint a pretty pic of you 
     C#/F                             C#sus4/E 
I'll walk amongst the ones who walk and talk when I am born 
C#               B/D#        C#m/E              F#m 
I'm in the embryonic state, on borrowed time, I clean my plate 
      C#/F                        C#sus4/E 
With a TV dinner, I spectate, the fucks all gesticulate 
     C#               B/D#    C#m/E              F#m 
The chip on shoulder pulsates, my hatred, it mutates 
C#/F                      C#sus4/E 
Posh cunt had me irate, he said, "We're all the same" 
     C#               B/D#    C#m/E              F#m 
Are you wild? Do you have enemies? A start with no amenities? 
  C#/F 
A mark that bleeds a legacy? 
  C#sus4/E 
A spark without tuition fee? 
     C#               B/D#    C#m/E              F#m 
A darkness that they envy? They frenzy to befriend me 
     C#/F 
But I kna ye, you'll sell me 
    C#sus4/E 
You'll sell me, you'll kill me 


C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 
No one gets     into  my  space 
    C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 
And No one gets     into  my  space 


     A 
Am I up to this? 
     B 
Am I up to this? 
     C#m         B  A 
Am I up to this? 
     A 
Am I up to this? 
     B 
Am I up to this? 
     C#m         B  A 
Am I up to this? 
A              B        C# 
  No one gets into my space 


Instrumental Outro Loop 
C#     B/D#  C#m/E F#m    C#/F   C#sus4/E 

Final Chord is C#m