This is pretty correct! In fact i'm sure it's 99% right but if you think i'm wrong
let me know. This is an amazing song which needs a good tab like the other songs on hats of
the buskers!!!
I can't play the fast bits YET but one day i will. Enjoy!!!
iNTRO
C7C#7D7D#7
rift 1 fast
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rift2 hold
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verse 1
Em C
This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland,
Em B
Where fewer little posh boys cant believe we treasure beer cans.
Em
Whered you get those fans,
C
Found them at the shop man,
Em B
Peculiar place to find them but theyre dedicated View fans.
Verse 2
You think its cynical to this home a miracle,
Its not a miracle; were just so strangely typical,
Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man,
Imprisonment is on the cards,
Were heading for the quick sand.
Chorus
Em D C B
Sign on the brew, coz theres nothing to do,
EM D C B
Nothing to do, but listen to you
Em D c B
Not listening to you my parents told me not to,
Em D C B
Listening to you my parents told me not to
interlude with rift 1
Verse 3
This is the waste land our idolistic waste land
regurgitated circle of a 7 hour shop stand
So steal a car chief, the police are off the beat thief,
Theyll find it funny when they see insurance relief,
Chorus
Sign on the brew, coz theres nothing to do,
Nothing to do, but I listen to you,
Im not listening to you my parents told me not to,
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(same chords as chorus, Em/D/C/B)
Think youre a hard prick, something quite sadistic,
No you werent sadistic when hed done you with the brick vick,
Your land is boring, so very, very boring.
Wouldnt dream to wonder if its raining or its snowing.
outro... Um, if you want i'll do it later. Need some lunch!!! Cheers
