Jamie T — Northern Line

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[Intro]
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Am F
Em F
ahaha
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C  F
ahaha


[Verse 1]
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You were a no-show, down the jivin' disco
Am                  F
My momma's at home, getting pissed on vino
Am                       Am
When the kids buy draws, but theyre smokin bisto
Am                   F
A road goes straight, but it ends illegal
Dm                  Am
And the regal sons, get the purest bugel
Am                F
Bullies only pick on the young and feeble,
Dm
Now hey-ho, lets go mucho boozin'
F
Sometimes you wonder what am i doing?

[Bridge]
Dm                       Am
You move and you groove, when you lose what you lose,
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And you lose what you groove, and you're moving away,
Dm                            Dm
And you move what you groove, when you prove what you lose
Dm                            F
And you lose what you choose, and you're moving away,


[Verse 2]
Dm       Am
Well OK, what happen if we stay?
Am                      F
Straight to the barrier then run off away
F     Am
I say what I mean, but dont mean what i say
Am                                F
Was I right? No? Oh-my-goody-gosh darn it
Am
Chattin' to Barney from High Barnet with
Am               F
no barnet. About how we cert do love it
Am
A young son muppet with my ma's gin and tonic,
Am                        F
And I'm pukin up all over your Capri car bonnet


[Chorus]
Am        Am
..You got so much, I take
Am              F
too much always gonna waste your time
F  Am
.. I need direction, always
Am                                    Dm
been crap on the travel as I read the signs
Am
..So shut your mouth love,
Am                                  Dm
before I stick this track where the sun don't shine
Am
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk,
Am                    G
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line


[Post-Chorus]
C
... ... ... All aboard!
C
... ... ... Last traaaaiiiinnn!


[Verse 3]
Am
How would you feel gettin' left alone?
Am                            F
He was a toned down original, and stepped to toe
Dm                             Am
He was the bottomless bottles, in the backwashed barren
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And the Sikh whose son thrown out and left farrel
Dm                  Am
It's all gone wrong in your life o' answers
Am                     F
Used'a take triple A's art to charge us
Dm
Take you away from your hazy days
Am                     F
Rave life, just a blur in the halls of dancers


[Chorus]
Am        Am
..You got so much, I take
Am              F
too much always gonna waste your time
F  Am
.. I need direction, always
Am                                    Dm
been crap on the travel as I read the signs
Am
..So shut your mouth love,
Am                                  Dm
before I stick this track where the sun don't shine
Am
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk,
Am                    G
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line

[Pre-Chorus]
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... ... ... ...
C
Wakey-wakey! Up ya step!
C
... ... ... One-man band,
C
eh? ... ... ...
C
...What you doing? Where ya been from?
F                       Em
Where ya going to, man? Where your kingdom?
C
Where ya goin'? Where ya wanna be?
F                C
You roll it down with the Pacemaker
C
... But live it, but live it up an'
C
Give it away, Give it away, Give it away
C
Give it away. Ah, where's your money?
Em      Dm


[Chorus]
Dm   Am
... You got so much, I take
Am                    F
too much always gonna waste your time
F  Am
...I need direction, always
Am                                    Dm
been crap on the travel as I read the signs
Am
...So shut your mouth love,
Am                  Dm
before I stick this track where the sun don't shine
Am
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk,
Am                    G
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line

[Chorus]
Am
... You got so much, I take
Am                    F
too much always gonna waste your time
Am      Am
I need direction, always been
Am                    F
crap on the travel as I read the signs
Am
...So shut your mouth love, before I
Am               Dm
stick this track where the sun don't shine
Am
Tick-a-tock a clock, what you're like, a motherfucker, drunk,
Am                    G
fallin' asleep on the Northern Line

[Outro]
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