[Intro]
Am C B7
Am C B7
Am C B7
[Verse 1]
Am C
I'm talking cheap
shop gangsters,
B7
Pranksters,
ankle-biting
hamsters,
Am
Fresh boots
C
and rented suits,
B7
Four pints in and
hurling abuse,
Am
Walking 'round
town,
C
I'm in astound,
B7
Fake tan pouters
F
lurking around and,
I don't mean to
C
be
so cynical,
B7
But with these
losers,
D
violence is
typical,
Am
Don't you know
C
that's
John Roy?
B7
The hardest
man in
the convoy,
Am C
All I see with
my eyes is,
B7
John Roy loves
Peaky Blinders,
Am
Trust you ain't
C
going places,
B7
Just lost all
your
dough at the races,
F C
Normally, I can
ignore it,
B7
But tonight, my
patience can't
withdraw it.
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[Chorus]
Am C
Now, now, now,
F
It's gonna take
more
G
tonight to bring
Am C F
me down,
G
I got a feeling,
Am C
Now, now, now,
F
This place is full
of drunks
G Em F
and silly clowns,
F
I got a feeling.
[Interlude]
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
F C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
[Verse 2]
Am C
Inspired by 4chan
mafia,
B7
Yet these bozos
get
hypocapnia,
Am
Can't stand on
their
C
own two feet,
B7
So they take all
their
pain and they mix
it in with bеak,
Am
I always found it
C
hard to fit in,
B7
I was just like
them
in a gang of toxic
men,
F
Deep down, I was
C
never that guy,
B7
Looking back inside,
D
I was living a lie,
Am C
So sometimes I try
to relate,
B7
Understand that ego
is just checkmate,
Am C
You just need a pin
to deflate,
B7
And it’s okay, mucker,
it's never too late,
Am
Shout out to the
C
writers
B7
of Peaky Blinders,
F C
You inspired the new
B7 D
age of wankers.
[Chorus]
Am C
Now, now, now,
F
It's gonna take
more tonight
G Am C F
to bring me down,
G
I got a feeling,
Am C
Now, now, now,
F
This place is full
of drunks
G Em F
and silly clowns,
F
I got a feeling.
[Instrument Break]
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
F C B7 D
Ooh ooh . . .
Am Am7
Am C B7
F C B7 D
[Chorus]
Am C
Now, now, now,
F
It's gonna take
more tonight
G Am C F
to bring me down,
G
I got a feeling,
Am C
Now, now, now,
F
This place is full
of drunks
G Em F
and silly clowns,
F
I got a feeling.
[Outro]
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
Am C B7
Ooh ooh . . .
F C B7*
Ooh ooh . . .
I got a feeling.