British Bombs

	  		Intro: F  B7  F  B7 
        F#  G#m  B  C# 

Verse 1:
F#                                     F  F# 
  Great snakes, are we moving already? 
                                           G#m 
Good gravy, did you say it cost a penny or two for you? 

We're talking 'bout the bad starts 
B                        C# 
  My baby brother has already got a gas mask 
F#                                  F  F# 
  'Cause it's a good old-fashioned landslide 
                  G#m 
Killin' with your hands tied 
                          B 
In the homemade road, set sail 
                        C# 
Babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now 


F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting, it's good what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen 


Verse 2:
F# 
Why... does it seem 
        G#m 
A fever dream... for all? 
    B 
The call you made to me 
              F# 
You said I'll feel 
F# 
One day each year, a worry 
                      G#m 
We shall remember the dead 
                       B                            C# 
And we'll remember the dead so they know that we're sorry 
               F# 
But then carry on 


F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B                C# 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen 
F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B               C# 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen 


( F# )  

Verse 3:
    F# 
How could it be the money? It's the vote that matters to me 

You say you're hungry, but you won't eat the caraway seed 
G#m 
  Doesn't matter in the wreckage, what should you say? 
C# 
  Well, I found myself a little peckish last Tuesday 
F# 
  This is what you signed up for, no questions 
                                                 G#m 
Reckon we could offer peace, damn the weapons conventions 
                                     C# 
Well, it's on the table, but it's no good, can't you hear 
                                F# 
All our worries for fear, carry on 


F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen 
F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen 


( F# ) 

Bridge:
F# 
  It's a good old-fashioned landslide 
                  G#m 
Killing with your hands tied 
                          B 
In the homemade road, set sail 

Babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now 
F# 
  And it's a total fucking whitewash 
                   G#m 
The people that we might squash 
                              B 
And move from home soil, set sail 
                                   F# 
For wherever the fuck got oil this time 

And if it's not a fucking war crime 
                      G#m 
It's a total waste of your time 

And getting so much worse 
          B 
Get real, kid, your country's been at war since birth now 
F#                                                  G#m 
  And if it's not a fucking outrage, what's it all about then? 

Now, it's one on one 
      B 
Great Britain's gonna tell you where it all went wrong and then carry on 


F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting as well, what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen 
F# 
  Great way to fool me again, hun 

Great acting as well, what you tell 'em 
G#m 
  Great Britain won't stand for felons 
B                               Bm 
  Great British bombs in the Yemen