Biography:
The Housemartins was a British indie-pop/alternative rock band which formed in 1983 in Kingston upon Hull, England. After breaking up in 1988, band members Paul Heaton and Dave Hemingway formed The Beautiful South, while bassist Norman Cook found success as an electronic dance music DJ and music producer founding the groups Beats International, Pizzaman and Freak Power, before rebranding himself as Fatboy Slim.
At its formation the band consisted of Paul Heaton (vocals), Stan Cullimore (guitar), Ted Key (bass) and Chris Lang (drums).
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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: [email protected]
lyrics and chords of: Bow Down by The Housemartins
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
Cm F Dm Eb
Mother, Father, I think that I would rather
Cm F Dm Eb
Stay at home with you for another year
Cm F Dm Eb
That building's so tall and it makes me feel so small
Cm F Dm Eb
That I might get lost and simply disappear.
Cm F
Evil smiles won't change my mind,
Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying kind.
Cm F
Why's that man rubbung his hands
Gm F
Looking at me writing down his plans?
Cm F Dm Eb
Today I have been moulding plasticine
Cm F Dm Eb
And I made a little man who looked just like me
Cm F Dm Eb
His limbs were so weak and he couldn't move his mouth to speak
Cm F Dm Eb
And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be.
Cm F
Evil smiles won't change my mind,
Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying kind.
Cm F
Why's that man rubbung his hands
Gm F
Looking at me writing down his plans?
Cm F
Those kids with the blazers on,
Gm
They went in with names on their elbows.
Cm F
Came home with medals on.
Gm F
Spit it out that's the way the story goes
Cm F
A flying start from the briefcase crew.
Cm F Gm
Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did
Cm F Gm
But you did.
Cm F Gm
But you did...
Cm F Gm
You did.
Cm F Gm
You did...
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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: [email protected]
lyrics and chords of: Bow Down by The Housemartins
Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15
Cm F Dm Eb
Mother, Father, I think that I would rather
Cm F Dm Eb
Stay at home with you for another year
Cm F Dm Eb
That building's so tall and it makes me feel so small
Cm F Dm Eb
That I might get lost and simply disappear.
Cm F
Evil smiles won't change my mind,
Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying kind.
Cm F
Why's that man rubbung his hands
Gm F
Looking at me writing down his plans?
Cm F Dm Eb
Today I have been moulding plasticine
Cm F Dm Eb
And I made a little man who looked just like me
Cm F Dm Eb
His limbs were so weak and he couldn't move his mouth to speak
Cm F Dm Eb
And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be.
Cm F
Evil smiles won't change my mind,
Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying kind.
Cm F
Why's that man rubbung his hands
Gm F
Looking at me writing down his plans?
Cm F
Those kids with the blazers on,
Gm
They went in with names on their elbows.
Cm F
Came home with medals on.
Gm F
Spit it out that's the way the story goes
Cm F
A flying start from the briefcase crew.
Cm F Gm
Oh, you didn't have to teach me like you did
Cm F Gm
But you did.
Cm F Gm
But you did...
Cm F Gm
You did.
Cm F Gm
You did...
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