Half Man Half Biscuit – Even Men With Steel Hearts (Guitar)

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Hey Louis

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Wonderful world, terrible song, everything's gone horribly wrong

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Cars are too fast 'cos the drivers are slow 

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Joy-ride boy died and I think to myself.

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From Magdalene to Sellafield there's scant regard for how we feel

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Sheep are green, dead roses too 

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I know it sounds bleak but hey, dont despair.

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'Cos even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch

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Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch

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It generates a warmth around the ground that augers well for mankind

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And that's what life's about.

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The raft of dreams we sailed in the bay has foundered on the reefs of today

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Ill wind blows through my cape of no hope 

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Dock Road can-lad on the end of a rope

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Yet by the stream in summer time, the charming lark, the country chime

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Smite this faithless pantomime 

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Welcome to the daylight at the back of my mind.

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Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch

                                                    B
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch

   E                                                            Em
It generates a warmth around the ground that augers well for mankind

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And that's what life's about.

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Trouble is these days you never see a dog on the pitch.