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The King Blues - The Schemers The Scroungers And The Rats - аккорды и текст, видео

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The Schemers The Scroungers And The Rats
The King Blues

G G/F# Em7
Cadd9 G D
G G/F# Em7 
A7 D D7
G G7
C A7
G G/F# Em7 Cadd9 


D Cadd9
D Cadd9
D Cadd9
Am C

G                 G/F#     Em7
   Will you still love me,    will you still hug me,
Cadd9       G       D
   When I'm eighty four,
G                 G/F#    Em7
   When I've been working    all my life,
A7                      D D7
   And I'm still bloody poor?
G                   G7
   Dust in my lungs,  a broken back,
C                        A7
   Still can't retire it hurts,
            G         G/F#     Em7         Cadd9
   Well I'm   all for workers' rights and that,
              G           D      G
   As long as   I don't have to work,

D                     Cadd9                                G
   So hats off to the schemers, to the scroungers, to the rats,
           D                Cadd9                                        G
   To the ones who sleep on mattresses on the floor, clutching baseball bats,
           D               Cadd9                              G  
   To the beggars and the cheaters and the kings who rise at noon,
          Am                            C                        D
   To the scoundrels, the misfits, the parasites, this one's for    you,

“Don't send me on another New Deal course, I can already spell my name, you lot take the piss”

Maybe I'll never shoot a rabbit,
Perhaps I'll never drink champagne,
But that's alright with me,
I prefer cider anyway,
I'm happy doing nothing,
They tell me it's all a waste,
But I ain't never seen no 3 piece suit,
With a smile on his face,


“I searched all the newspapers and made my CV, I swear there just ain't nothing out there”

A 9 to 5, 5 days a week,
Is bottom of my list,
I just couldn't live with myself,
Knowing there was something that I missed,
So don't go telling me “Take it seriously”,
Believe me I do,
But life's for living, not for working,
And I got better things to do,


[end on G, presumably]
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