Clubland
Elvis CostelloVersion1TuningE2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
TuningE2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high) Download chord source (.txt)
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With a handful of backhanders and a bevy of beauty
You're going off limits
Going off duty
Going off the rails
Going off with booty
They tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal types
Lead to a higher ranking man or a face with thin red stripes
The boys next door
The mums and dads
New weds and nearly-deads ________
Have you ever been had in Clubland?
There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work
You've come to shoot the pony
They've come to do the jerk
They leave him half way to paradise
They leave you half way to bliss
The ladies' invitation never seemed like this
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_ _ _ _
>
The long arm of the law slides up the outskirts of town
Meanwhile in Clubland they are ready to pull them down
Hey
The right to work is traded in for the right to refuse admission
Don't pass out now, there's no refund
(when) Did you find out what you were missing
The crowd is taking forty winks minus ten percent
You barely get required sleep to go lingering with contemptment
Thursday to Saturday
Money's gone already
Some things come in common these days
Your hands and work aren't steady
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Readable chord sheet for Clubland by Elvis Costello
Tuning: E2 A2 D3 G3 B3 E4 (low to high)
[E] [Em]
W[Bm]ith a handful of backhanders and [Em]a bevy[F#m] of beauty [Bm] [Em] [F#m]
Y[Bm]ou're going off limits
G[Em]oing off duty[F#m]
G[Bm]oing off the rails
G[Em]oing off with booty [F#m]
T[G]hey tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal ty[Em]pes
L[Bm]ead to a higher ranking [Em]man or a f[F#m]ace with thin[Bm] red stripes [Em] [F#m]
T[B]he boys next door [F#]
T[B]he mums and dads [F#]
N[B]ew weds and nearly-dead[F#]s ________
[B] [F#]
[B]Have you ever been had in Clu[F#]bland? [B] [B] [E] [Eb] [C#] [C#] [C#] [C#] [C#]
There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work
You've come to shoot the pony
They've come to do the jerk
They leave him half way to paradise
They leave you half way to bliss
The ladies' invitation never seemed like this
_
_ _ _ _
>
[Em]
[B]
[Em]
[F#]
[B] [A] [G] [F#m] [G] [A]
T[G]he long arm of the [A]law slides up the outskirts of town
[B] [A] [G] [F#m] [G] [A] [G]
M[A]eanwhile in Clubland they are ready to pull them down
H[Bm]ey
The right to work is traded in for the right to refuse admission
Don't pass out now, there's no refund
(when) Did you find out what you were missing
The crowd is taking forty winks minus ten percent
You barely get required sleep to go lingering with contemptment
Thursday to Saturday
Money's gone already
Some things come in common these days
Your hands and work aren't steady