Complaints - Ver 2

A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A A Nothing in the world is perfect ta-tata-tata A A A A A A A A Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear D A Complaints, it's my department D A Complaints, it's my department D E Everything you wear's too tight D E And clashes with the candlelight A D A A A A Just give it back, no questions asked A A A A A A A A Nothing in the world is perfect ta-tata-tata A A A A A A A A Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear D A Complaints, stereophonic D A Complaints, it's ironic D E How they chatter, how they bore us D E Like some avant-gardeish chorus A D A Just give it back, no questions asked F# I'll dive off the mezzanine B If one more points at crooked seams F# A sign of shoddy workmanship B Of Asiatic hands that slipped A D A A A A Just give it back, no questions asked A A A A A A A A Nothing in the world is perfect ta-tata-tata A A A A A A A A Grin and bear it silently or yell into my ear D A Complaints, there's too many hours D A Complaints, the bosses cower D E Two weeks free from all complaining D E It was due to our complaining A D A N.C. Take her to Spain, hear her complain F# Now she says she is expecting B That's my fault for not protecting F# Her from all the risks of passion B She's complaining, she's old-fashioned A D A N.C. Just give it back, no questions asked D D N.C. A A N.C. D D N.C. A A A A D A D A D A D A D A Complaints D A Complaints D A Complaints, it's my department D A Complaints, it's my department D A Complaints, stereophonic D A Complaints, it's ironic D A Complaints, there's too many hours D A Complaints, the bosses cower D A Complaints, it's my department D A Complaints, it's my department D A Complaints, stereophonic D A Complaints, it's ironic D A Complaints, there's too many hours D A Complaints