[Intro]
F Dm
Dm
My hands are stained with thistle milk
F
And I can see what a fool I’ve been.
Dm
My hands are stained with thistle milk
F
Look at the state it’s got me in.
A E
Trying to be Mansfield’s very own
A E
Trying to be Mansfield’s very own
G C D7 G C D7
Steve Malkmus, Steve Malkmus
G C D7 Em D7
Steve Malkmus, Steve Malkmus.
[Instrumental]
F Bb C F Bb C
Dm
The fire that burned inside of me
F
Has sank rapidly into vacancy and chill
Dm
And now my hours of happiness
F
Are darkened by the thought they are passing towards nothing.
A E
Yeah, that was me down at Camber Sands
A E
Signing in to my chalet as
G C D7 G C D7
J Buckley, J Buckley
G C D7 Em D7
J Buckley, unlikely.
[Instrumental]
F Bb C F Bb C
F C
I should have just got a job on the bins
F C
The pay’s better and I’d know some hard blokes
F C
And I wouldn’t have to pretend
F C F Bb C
That I know what ‘rhetorical’ means.
F Bb Dm Bb Dm C F C
I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow,
F Bb Dm Bb Dm C F C
I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow,
F Bb Dm Bb Dm C F C
I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow,
F Bb Dm Bb Dm C F C F Bb (x4) C
I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow.