Misc Unsigned Bands — The Joe Pirret Experience - Scumbernauld Chords
———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— SCUMBERNAULD — The Joe Pirret Experience ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Tabbed by: Big Joe Email: pirret@btinternet — thejoepirretexperience@hotmail.com Myspace: www.myspace.com/thejoepirretexperience — www.myspace.com/spft Tuning: Standard Chorus: F Bb G Scumbie — with the alleys so grey — F Bb G Scumbie — where it rains everyday — F Bb G Scumbie — But I've got one thing to say — F N.C G Scumbie, i love you anyway. Verse 1: G A C We all want to leave you, G A C to a place where the sun splits the bricks, G A C Leave your dirty — obese burds behind, G A C To a place with nice curvy chicks. G A C We'll buy us a car — we'll probably go far — G A C Far away as we can possibly go! G A C But I'll always love you — think of you in sleep — G A C And there is one thing you should know... Verse2 (same cords as 1) : There me nothing to — we say hate you — Cause your towns center is the pits — We say we want leave you — Cause everything insides yous gone to bits. Your 70's schemes are a crumbin — Your new ones not selling at all — Theres spraypaint in every underpass — On every building, bus stop and wall. Verse3 (same cords again) : Carbrian looks more poland — Some messed up european place. Reminders of the Gyto everywhere — Car — d boys got scars on their face. Lacoste trackies they glisten in the moonlight — As another house alarm goes off near by — Some buggers off with your telly — Some junkie stuck a blade in your eye. Verse4 (same cords) : Dullaturs full of morons, Workin class who want to be upper, Seafars full of hard casses — fish and chips every night for their supper. Most that i've met are a racist — And their daddy hangs down masonic — Mums stuck in the house, alone all day — Drugged up on schnappes, and gin and tonic. Verse5 (same cords) : The Window cleaners dont clean windows — And the gardeners dont cut the grass. The gangs run riot on the streets — Yat Yat — Lemo — or Car —d ya bass. There's a fight once a year — Greenfaulds and our lady's Lasts bout 5 minutes — Police come in their mercedes. Verse6 (same cords) There's sh**e on every corner — And trash on every street — There's a fear of gettin stabbed — In everyone you meet. But although its got its faults — Scumbies the place to be — Scumbies where my family's at — And will aways be home to me. The End. Song Order. Chorus x2 Verse 1 Chorus x2 Verse 2 Chorus x2 Verse 3 Chorus x2 Verse 4 Chorus x2 Verse 5 Chorus x2 Verse 6 Chorus x4 Finish One Stum On G on 3rd fret