Garden Party

	  		
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D
Garden party held today
A
Invites call the debs to play
Am
Social climbers polish ladders
G                       D
Wayward sons again have fathers
 A           Am          G
"Hello, Dad, hello, Dad"

D
Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers
A
Rudely wakened from their slumbers
Am
Time has come again for slaughter
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On the lawns by still Cam waters
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  Cam slaughter, Cam slaughter

A                                 G    D    G
Champagne corks are firing at the sun again
A                              G     D    G
Swooping swallows chased by violins again
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Strafed by Strauss they sulk in crumbling eaves again
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  Again,     oh God, not again

D
Aperitifs consumed en masse
   A
Display their owners on the grass
Am
Couples loiter in the cloisters
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Social leeches quoting Chaucer

D
Doctor's son, a parson's daughter
A
Well, why not and should they oughta?
Am
Please don't lie upon the grass
G                       D
Unless accompanied by a fellow


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"May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest Othello?"

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"Punting on the Cam is jolly fun," they say
 A                                    G           D   G
"Beagling on the downs, oh, please do come," they say
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"Rugger is the tops, a game for men," oh, they say
     A G  D  G
They say,      good God, they say

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  I'm punting,  I'm beagling,  I'm wining,  reclining,  I'm rucking,  I'm fucking
G            C        D C G C  D  C  G  C
  So welcome,  it's a party 

D
Angie chalks another blue
C
Mother smiles she did it too 
G
Chitters chat and gossips lash
C                     D                    C                   G     C
Posers pose, pressmen flash (flash, flash) flash (flash flash) flash

D                                 C
Smiles polluted with false charm, locking on to Royal arms
G                              C                       D      C
Society columns now ensured, return to mingle with the crowds
           G     C
Oh, what a crowd 

     D                                 C
"Oh, punting on the Cam, oh, please do come," they say
 G                                    C
"Beagling on the downs, oh, please do come," they say
 D                   C
"Garden party held today," they say
     G                   C                     D
"Oh, please do come, oh, please do come," they say