Half Man Half Biscuit – Alehouse Futsal (Guitar)

G
 I wanna kill your Sunday morning, call dusk on a new age dawning

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 I don’t care what’s comin’ around the bend;

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I speak ill to eke out my stipend.

     D
It’s good to be lost, I don’t wanna be found

C
 And when laugh time comes around

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 I’ll give you alehouse futsal.

G
 Your softly spoken friends, their fortnight in the Fens

     C                    G
Your time slip stories I avow

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Are boring the arse off me now.

          D
I’m gonna put up a wall in your through lounge

C
 My animosity knows no bounds

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 I’m gonna give you alehouse futsal.

G
Picnics with craft beer, Elbow in Delamere

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Your brand new 10K P.B. Haile Gebrselassie

D                           C
When you try combining that cloud with silver lining

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 Gonna give you alehouse, I’ll give you alehouse

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 Gonna give you alehouse futsal.