My Favourite Wet Wednesday Afternoon chords by The Siddeleys

C                  Em          C                  Am
The sight of the façade of the Palace Hotel, Southend
     C             Am                 G                  G
With every sense I think of you - it sends me round the bend
 C                  Em      C                   Am
"Love that moves the sun in heaven, and all the stars"
C               Am              G             G
This is just a fraction of what is rightfully ours

Am               Em
Please whirl me around
Em              Em
There's no earthly reason
G           Em
No earthly reason
      G              Em
There is no earthly reason
    C              G
For darkness after dawn
C               Em                      C                     Am
It's not that I want to be rich, I just want to be heroically poor
C              Am             G               G
Money may buy happiness, but you can give me more
 C              Em            C             Am
I want back my favourite wet Wednesday afternoon
C               Am                    G                      G
I'll take my dreams to the grave, If you don't say something soon

Am               Em
Please whirl me around
Em              Em
There's no earthly reason
G           Em
No earthly reason
      G              Em
There is no earthly reason
C            G
For a boy to burn

    C                Em                 C                 Am
The Peak Frean's factory pumping smoke reminds me of the past
C                   Am            G             G
Of waking up quite terrified, of always coming last
   C                      Em
Are you, like me, looking up at the sky?
       C                Am
Or do you look down as you read?
     C                   Am                     G                    G
"The red apples are the sweetest," he said, but green is the colour for me

Am               Em
Please whirl me around
Em              Em
There's no earthly reason
G           Em
No earthly reason
      G              Em
There is no earthly reason
C                    G
For rotting fruit to fall
 C                 Em          C               Am
The smell of chips on a summer evening in Southend -
C                   Am               G                 G
With every sense I think of you, it sends me round the bend
 C                  Em      C                   Am
"Love that moves the sun in heaven, and all the stars"
C               Am              G             G
This is just a fraction of what is rightfully ours

Am               Em
Please whirl me around
Em              Em
There's no earthly reason
G           Em
No earthly reason
      G              Em
There is no earthly reason
C            G
For a boy to burn