Half Man Half Biscuit – No-One Likes A Polymath (Guitar)
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Chords
[Intro]
D G
D G
D G
D G
[Verse 1]
D G D G Once upon a scholar’s prize allotment, where morning chores had focused on the yield D G D G Noon drew near and so to luncheon, no one more content in all the Weald. D G D G Reason, logic, diagrams and facts all filled his heart with delight D G D G Here was biology, here was rational thought, here where the gods are put to flight.
[Chorus]
A G D Such pride, such bluster, such conceit A G D Girdled vengeance in his neighbour A G D What swells up must also come back down A G G D G D G On Isaac Know-It-All’s allotment after dark.
[Verse 2]
D G D G Now everybody knew he knew his onions - never one to let it be concealed D G D G World Service louder than it needs be; no one more affected in the Weald. D G D G Meanwhile other seeds which he’d not sown himself were germinating underneath his feet D G D G Seeds sent to stagger him; astound him and confuse: render his work obsolete.
[Chorus]
A G D Dread forms infesting Shangri-la A G D Like those rowdies on the swingboats A G D Jess Yates with business in his fists A G G D D Ecclesiastes One Eighteen after dark.
[Break]
Bm A Bm A Came astride snorting destriers, North End ketwig lids in Montirex Bm A Bm A A Give us this day our harvest festival, Soylent Green is clever clogs.
[Instr]
D G
D G
D G
D G
[Chorus]
A G D The heated gilet and the statement scarf A G D Girdled vengeance in his neighbour A G D What goes down will sometimes come back up A G G On a scholar’s prize allotment D G D G D G D After dark after dark.