Summons In The Morning

D G A Bm G Bm Bm A I looked down the street it was bitter quiet, G F# A gentle rain was falling all around, Bm A I looked at the brick wall, it was destitute, G Em A An uglier piece of architecture you have never found. Bm A So I produced a poster from my overcoat, G F# A paintbrush, a bucket full of glue, Bm A I stuck a poster on the barren wall, G Em A It looked so fine but then a voice said, "We've got news for you..." D G D "Son, it's too late and I don't want a debate, D G Em There is no way you can get off with a warning. D G D Son, don't be dense! You know it's an offence D G A D And you must expect a summons in the mor--ning." Bm Bm A I said, "Are you mad? Perhaps you're just unwell. G F# Could it be your quota's looking meagre?" Bm A He said, "Just you watch your tongue or we'll have you in the cell." G Em A The junior constable she looked so eager, Bm A I said, "Why don't you go find some axe murderer? G F# Someone you can chase and apprehend Bm A Anyone can see that we are meaning little harm, G Em A Anyone can see that what we do does not offend." D G D "Son, it's too late and I don't want a debate, D G Em There is no way you can get off with a warning. D G D Son, don't be dense! You know it's an offence D G A D And you must expect a summons in the mor--ning." Bm   Bm A So I just stay home and watch my telly now, G F# My postering, I have given it away. Bm A Pneumonia costs nothing, but I can't pay the fines, G Em A My bank balance been frittered all a-way. Bm A And to the visuals of the city I'll not contribute, G F# Though I am poorer now but still no wiser. Bm A And if the boys in blue they had their way with Collingwood, G Em A We might as well be living in Geelong or Mt. Eliza! D G D "Son, it's too late and I don't want a debate, D G Em There is no way you can get off with a warning. D G D Son, don't be dense! You know it's an offence D G A D And you must expect a summons in the mor--ning." D G A Bm And you must expect a summons in the mor--ohh---orrrning!