C
They say it ain t safe to go out anymore
Em
So the police station has bolted up the door
Am
The floor s full of torn up betting stubs
F
They put televisions in my favourite pubs
C
So our homes get bulldozed no-one watches
Em
They want soap operas and not soap boxes
Am
This town has left me high and dry
F
But I ll be here til the day I die
Am
They tell me I m just pissed off
F
Yeh maybe I m pissed off
Am
I d rather be pissed off
F
Than be pissed on
C Em Am
So if the world burns down outside
F
And they battle on the frontline
C Em
My darling I ll hold on tight
Am F
My darling I ll hold on tight