Tonalité : G major
Verse 1
G
D
G
D
G
Am
The Be st
Em
C
G
D
G
Days A Hive
I've seen the track
C
The Best Days Of A Hive
G
D
G
But it ain't gonna sing the blues
Since he's lost his mind
D
G
Am
And the reality is that he was a wanker
Em
C
Before he hit the booze
G
And he's still a wanker
D
G
D
G
now he's got no shoes
C
But I've seen him eat,
Em
Bm
so he probably ain't too hungry
G
Since what I saw him eat
Am
D
was a hefty chunk of meat
C
It was a pigeon and a roundabout
Em
D
and he looked pleased at the time
G
D
G
But that could be because his dick was out
For Steve the Tramp
the best days are behind
D
G
But he ain't gonna sing the blues
since he's lost his mind
D
G
Am
And the reality is that he was a wanker
Em
C
before he hit the booze
G
He's still a wanker
D
G
now he's got no shoes
Am
Em
C
G
D
G
C
But he does take baths,
Em
Bm
he takes them to the roundabout
G
And he sits there on his arse,
Am
swearing as the cars go past
D
C
The dry tarp in the morning light,
Em
D
it all seems rather nice
G
D
But he stayed there in that bath
G
for twenty nights
No romance or poetry will you find
D
in Steve the Tramp's shitty demise
G
He looks like death, he smells like piss,
D
any man could get like this
G
Am
But he was a wanker
Em
C
before he hit the booze
G
And he's still a wanker,
D
G
D
G
now he's got no shoes
C
I know that he dreams,
Em
Bm
cos I've seen him sleeping in his bath
G
And on his face were streams of tears,
Am
and in his sleep he screamed
D
C
But what he really shouted,
Em
D
it was violent from faith
G
D
He said, I drank too much white wine,
G
D
G
and I shat myself again
D
G
Am
Em
C
G
D
G
D
One, two, three, is a lesson
Em
One that's fat and smells
D
D
G
Don't you go bein' a twat as well
One, two, three,
D
G
four
D
G
Am
Em
C
G
D
G
No romance or poetry will you find
D
in Steve the Tramp's shitty demise
G
He looks like death, he smells like piss
D
and any man can get like this
G
Am
But he was a wanker
Em
C
before he hit the booze
G
And he's still a wanker
D
G
now he's got no shoes
For Steve the Tramp
Em
the best days are behind
G
But he ain't gonna sing the blues
D
since he's lost his mind
And the reality is that he
D
was a wanker before
D
G
Before he hit the booze,
D
G
and he's still a wanker,
G
now he's got no shoes!
D
G
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