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Предложение действительно для Российских операторов.

15th September 2000, 10.44am
Heliocentric@breathe.com

SMITHERS-JONES
(Bruce Foxton)

Chords used:

C: x32010
Bb: x1333x
G: 320033
G7: 320001
F: 133211

N.C. (C)

C
Here we go a gain, it`s Monday at last, he`s heading for the Waterloo line.
Bb G Bb
To catch the 8am fast, it`s usually dead on time, hope it is`t late,
G
Got to be there by nine.

C
Pin-stripe suit, clean shirt and tie, stops off at the corner shop to buy the Times.
Bb G Bb G
Good morning, Smithers-Jones, hows the wife and home?
Bb G Bb G7
Did you get the car you`ve been looking for? Did you get the car you`ve been looking for?

Bb G C F
Let me get inside you, let me take control of you.
Bb G Bb G
We could have some good times, all this worry will get you down,
Bb G N.C.
I`ll give you a new meaning to life. I don`t think so.

C

C
Sitting on the train, you`re nearly there, you`re a part of the production line.
Bb G Bb
You`re the same as him, you`re like tinned sardines, get out of the pack,
G
Before they peel you back.

C
Arrive at the office, spot on time, the clock on the wall hasn`t yet struck nine.
Bb G Bb G
`Good morning, Smithers-Jones, the boss wants to see you alone,
Bb G Bb
I hope it`s the promotion you`ve been looking for, I hope it`s the promotion you`ve been
G7
Looking for.`

Bb G C F
`Come in Smithers old boy, take a seat, take the weight of your feet,
Bb G Bb G F
I`ve some news to tell you, there`s no longer a position for you, sorry Smithers-Jones`

C G C

F C G C (x3)

F C G C F C G C
Put on the kettle and make some tea, it`s all a part of feeling groovie,
F C G C F C G C
Put on your slippers, turn on the TV, it`s all a part of feeling groovie,
F C G C
It`s time to relax now you`ve worked your arse off,
F C G C
But the only one smiling is the sun-tanned boss,
F C G C
Work and work and work and work `til you die,
F C G C
Cos there`s plenty more fish in the sea to fry.


F C G C (x4)

C

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