David Byrnes Badside - Ver 2

D7 C7 G D7 C7 G A7 C7 G A7 C7 G G He spits at the people when they're not his own E C7 I thought we united, he says it's his home G I'm not racist or tasteless They're invasive, they're hateful E C7 At The Rose, the boys don't question his behaviour G Football shirts tucked into tracksuits E C7 Counts as formal wear, not drug dealing casual G Hard times round here man, we gotta get through it E C7 Though it's perfectly fine, when Tom or Paul do it E C7 We want it easy E C7 Keep it polite E C7 G Don't wanna get on David Byrne's bad side G B7 C7 Now he's afraid to go outside C7 C7 B7 Bb7 A7 To feed the ducks A7 C7 To unionise C7 G They keep on telling him C7 C7sus4 Just go back home sha G Homes under the hammer well it blares from the bar E C7 Until daddy picks him up, in a European sports car G A 19 plate? Well he muses who made it E C7 Built in England he wonders? a Britishmans labour G It's painful to watch as he watches the chase E C7 As he hates all his neighbours, he praises his saviour Nige E C7 We want it easy E C7 Keep it polite E C7 G Don't wanna get on, David Byrne's bad side G B7 C7 Now he's afraid to go outside C7 C7 B7 Bb7 A7 To feed the ducks A7 C7 To unionise C7 G They keep on telling him C7 C7sus4 Just go back home G B7 C7 He’s told them all, plenty of times C7 C7 B7 Bb7 A7 A7 C7 He’s from round here, they don’t sympathise C7 G They keep on telling him C7 C7sus4 Just go back home