F#m D C# As I walk in the bar of a restaraunt, there's always someone in there who stares. F#m D C# Even when I buy a drink and my parka's stout in my face I can still feel it there. F#m D C# 'Cos it's cold, like the look of them, like "what the fucks he doing in here?!" F#m D C# So I sit myself down and I stare right back, 'cos I tell you what I ain't scared. F#m A D C# So I sit there minding my own business 'cos I don't really like to be rude. F#m A D C# Plus I just wanna sit and have a quiet drink but I see your face is all screwed. F#m A D C# So up he jumps, not looking to pleased as he starts to walk over my way. F#m A D C# With his hand in his pocket and a bottle in the other when I heard this geezer say; F#m D C# A F#m D C# A "Oi! You, boy, I swear I know you, you got with my bird called Lynn!" F#m D C# A I said "Allow it mate, I ain't done nothin wrong!" F#m D C# A I just sit there and look at my Carling.
F#m A Bm D C# F#m D C# As I walk down the alley, with my mate Barry, see a few geezers and I wonder what they carry. F#m D C# Hoods up, heads down, look at me. Circle made, they're a right little team. F#m D C# But I keep moving forward, I don't run away, 'cos these people don't get me afraid. F#m 'Cos I don't really care 'cos I've had a bad day. D C# I ain't got no money anyway. F#m A D C# So as we suspect they start to walk over and not lettin' us walk through. F#m A D C# And we can't really see who's under the hoods so we don't really know what to do. F#m A D C# So I look at Baryy and he ain't really fussed and he ain't gonna move out the way. F#m A D C# So we're standing there staring face to face when we heard this geezer say: F#m D C# A F#m D C# A "Oi! You, mate, gimme your phone or I'll put you straight to the floor!" F#m D C# A F#m D C# A I said my mate Barry ain't a real nice geezer, he'll put your head through that door! F#m So what you lookin' at boy? A You got somethin' in your eye? Bm C# Your face is all screwed up mate, and your shoulder's all high! F#m So what you lookin' at boy? A You got somethin' in your eye? Bm C# Your face is all screwed up mate, and your shoulder's all high! (Picking) F#m A And I wake up wondering where I am and why my face feels really bruised. Bm D And I look to my left and guess who I see, it's Barry breathing out of a tube. F#m A And I don't understand and I don't remember how the fuck I ended up in here. Bm D Maybe them blokes were bigger than we thought or we might have had too much beer. F#m A So I start to reflect on what I might have done and why I've got these lumps on my head. Bm D But here comes a nurse lookin' nice in her dress to explain why I'm in this bed. F#m A But hold up, I think I recognise this girl as keeps walking over my way. Bm D With a screwed up face, not looking too happy I heard this girl say. F#m D C# A F#m D C# A "Oi! you, rat! Remember me? You broke my sisters heart!" F#m D C# A F#m D C# So I didn't turn round, I just jumped out the bed 'cos I didn't want this girl to start! A Hench! F#m So what you lookin' at girl? A You got somethin' in your eye? Bm C# Your face is all screwed up mate, and your shoulder's all high! F#m So what you lookin' at girl? A You got somethin' in your eye? Bm C# Your face is all screwed up mate, and your shoulder's all high! F#m So what you lookin' at boy? A You got somethin' in your eye? Bm C# Your face is all screwed up mate, and your shoulder's all high! F#m D C# A F#m D C# A F#m D C# A F#m D C# A F#m
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