Weekend In Paradise chords by Jamie Webster

Intro:
D  E  A  E
D  E  A  E

Chorus:
      D
The wheels have fallen off
D  E
It also signs of endin?
  E     A                    A     E
You?ve had enough for hours but ya?carried?on pretendin?
E    D
Ya shoes?have lost their shine
 D   E
The convo?s lost?it?s pace
E   A                    A       E
So now you?re in a taxi feelin? feelings of disgrace
   E    D                    D       E
You?ve never got no money ?cause of all the times ya lend
          A
Was it a pointless three day bender
       E             E         A     A   A
Or a weekend in Paradise, my friend?

Verse:
      A
The spring is in his step on Friday afternoon
           E
There?s a feelin? sweepin? through the air
         D
All the lads are on the blower, they?ll be finishin? soon
         E
In your mind you?re already prepared

       A
I?ll phone me man for sugar then I?ll phone our kid
              E
?Cause he?ll cover it til I get paid
             D
Then you?re out with all the firm an? you?re off ya lid
      E
Only confident, never afraid

     A
The night draws to a close and now there?s nowhere to go
    E
Ya turn an? look at one of ya mates
           D
There?s a lad he know from work and he lives alone
    D         E                      E
So it?s more sugar an? a couple o? crates


BREAK:
F#m               F#m   E                  E     D               D      E
Well is it one of the times when it?s all worthwhile and you?ve had a scream?
E F#m              F#m    D
  Or is it burning your bridges at both ends
D  A                             E        E
  Same old scene since you were seventeen?


Chorus:
N.C.         D
Ah now the wheels have fallen off
   E
It also signs of endin?
        A                          E
You?ve had enough for hours but ya?carried?on pretendin?
     D
Ya shoes?have lost their shine
     E
The convo?s lost?it?s pace
    A                            E
So now you?re in a taxi feelin? feelings of disgrace
        D                   D        E
You?ve never got no money ?cause of all the times ya lend
          A
Was it a pointless three day bender
       E             E         A     A   A
Or a weekend in Paradise, my friend?


Verse:
 A
Some can handle it no more
A  E                 E
  Some?ll do it forever
  E       D
Spend ya weeks walkin? round with ya head to the floor
    E
No time for the news or the weather

A                         A E                    E
Ya first pint on a Friday,  ya last gin on a Sunday mornin?
        D
And it all creeps up on ya in between
     E                           A
No reasons why, no early warnin?


BREAK:
F#m                     E                  E     D               D      E
Well is it one of the times when it?s all worthwhile and you?ve had a scream?
 E
That?s alright
E F#m              F#m    D
  Or is it burning your bridges at both ends
D  A                             E        E
  Same old scene since you were seventeen?


Chorus:
N.C.         D
Ah now the wheels have fallen off
   E
It also signs of endin?
        A                          E
You?ve had enough for hours but ya?carried?on pretendin?
     D
Ya shoes?have lost their shine
     E
The convo?s lost?it?s pace
    A                            E
So now you?re in a taxi feelin? feelings of disgrace
        D                   D        E
You?ve never got no money ?cause of all the times ya lend
          A
Was it a pointless three day bender
       E                       A                  A
Or a weekend in Paradise, my friend?  (backward strum of A chord)