ONSIND - Here Come The Year Nines

      C

C                     G            A                    C
The shopkeepers round here seem to tremble and trade in fear
                            G
There’s a lock-out on self-esteem
      A                 C
discontentment in every dream
                    G                   A                      C
Now what do we have left to show from a winter that’s been and gone?
             G                       A                    
Are we still bracing ourselves for a sermon that wouldn’t come?


C        G           A
I cut my finger once again
C                      G                  A                     C
I drank and drank till I was full but the bleeding, it wouldn’t end
             G                     A
It soaked my shirt, and stained my skin
    C                               G
I’d cauterise the wound, but I just can’t decide
A              C
Where do I begin?

C G A x2

C                    G              A                         C
The kids are back in school and the screws are all working to rule
                          G                   A                   C
It’s a crushing change of circumstance from a new set of arrogant fools
                         G                         A                     C
Some refuse to punch the clock, they drowned their work ethic out at the Jackson dock
                           G            A                     C
Harking back to a ‘job for life’ as the shopkeepers shiver in strife.


C        G                A
I bit my tongue off in my sleep
C                     G                     A                 C
Drowning in a crimson cauldron the taste of metal and rotting meat
                       G            A                  C
Through the incoherent gargling you swore you heard me gasp and sing
           G
Where do I begin?
A              C
Where do I begin?

C G A x10


C                     G            A                    C
The shopkeepers round here seem to tremble and trade in fear. x2

C G A x2