Declan McKenna - British Bombs

                [Intro]
F     |B     |F     |B     |
F     |      |

F#    |    F |F#    |    F |
G#m   |      |B     |C#    |


[Verse 1]
F#                                     F F#
  Great snakes, are we moving already?
                                           G#m
Good gravy, did you say it cost a penny or two for you?

We're talking 'bout the bad starts
B
  My baby brother has already got a gas mask
F#                                  F  F#
  'Cause it's a good old-fashioned landslide
                  G#m
Killin' with your hands tied
                          B
In the homemade road, set sail
                        C#
Babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now


[Chorus]
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting, it's good what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
  Great British bombs in the Yemen


[Verse 2]
F#
Why does it seem
        G#m
A fever dream for all?
    B
The call you made to me
              F#
You said I'll feel
F#
One day each year, a worry
                      G#m
We shall remember the dead
                       B                            C#
And we'll remember the dead so they know that we're sorry
               F#
But then carry on


[Chorus]
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
  Great British bombs in the Yemen
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
  Great British bombs in the Yemen


[Interlude]
F#    |      |F#    |      |


[Verse 3]
    F#
How could it be the money? It's the vote that matters to me

You say you're hungry, but you won't eat the caraway seed
G#m
  Doesn't matter in the wreckage, what should you say?
C#
  Well, I found myself a little peckish last Tuesday
F#
  This is what you signed up for, no questions
                                                 G#m
Reckon we could offer peace, damn the weapons conventions
                                     C#
Well, it's on the table, but it's no good, can't you hear
                                F#
All our worries for fear, carry on


[Chorus]
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
  Great British bombs in the Yemen
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
  Great British bombs in the Yemen


[Interlude]
F#    |      |      |      |


[Bridge]
F#
  It's a good old-fashioned landslide
                  G#m
Killing with your hands tied
                          B
In the homemade road, set sail

Babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now
F#
  And it's a total fucking whitewash
                   G#m
The people that we might squash
                              B
And move from home soil, set sail
                                   F#
For wherever the fuck got oil this time

And if it's not a fucking war crime
                      G#m
It's a total waste of your time

And getting so much worse
          B
Get real, kid, your country's been at war since birth now
F#                                                  G#m
  And if it's not a fucking outrage, what's it all about then?

Now, it's one on one
      B
Great Britain's gonna tell you where it all went wrong and then carry on


[Chorus]
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting as well, what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
  Great British bombs in the Yemen
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun

Great acting as well, what you tell 'em
G#m
  Great Britain won't stand for felons
B                               Bm
  Great British bombs in the Yemen