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I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous

Frank Turner
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
These are the chords used. Sorry if I've named them wrong.
D
e:|--0------0------0--0------0-------0--|
B:|--2------3------5--3------0-------3--|
G:|--2------2------4--2------1--2----2--|
D:|--2------4------6--0------2--4----0--|
A:|--0-----------------------2--4-------|
E:|--------------------------0----------|
 I knew prufrock before he got famous
Let's  begin at the beginning, we're  lovers and we're losers
We're  heroes and we're pioneers,  we're beggars and we're choosers
Skirting  'round the edges of the  ideal demographic
We're  always on the guest list,but  we're always stuck in traffic
 Same again for this bit, with faster strumming
 We've watched our close associates, Often play their parts
 Chatting up the 'it' girls, And they're tearing up the charts
 While we were paying with coppers to get our rounds in at the bar
 We're the C team, we're the almost famous old friends of the stars
 Justin is the last great romantic poet
 He's the only one among us who is ever gonna' make it
 We planned the revolution from a cheap Southampton bistro
 I don't remember details, but there were English boys with Banjos
 Jay is our St George and he's standing on a wooden chair
 And he sings songs and he slays dragons and he's losing all his hair
 And Adam is the resurrected spirit of Gram Parsons
 In plaid instead of Rhinestone and living in South London
 And no one's really clear about Tommy's job description
 But it's pretty clear he's vital to the whole damn operation
 And Dave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's the safest girl I know
 And sullen hearts will scamper off to victory in the City we call home
And  we won't change our ways, we will proud remain,
when  the glory  fades, when  the glory fades
 Yeah I am sick and tired of people who are living on the B-list
 Yeah they're waiting to be famous, and they're wondering why they do this
 And I know I'm not the one who is habitually optimistic
 But I'm the one who's got the microphone here so just remember this
 Yeah, well life is about love, lost minutes and lost evening
 About fire in our bellies and about furtive little feelings
 And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all a-flickering
 And they help us with remembering that the only thing that's left to do is
  live  yeah  the only  thing that's left to do is
 live,  after all of  the loving and losing,  after all the heroes and the pioneers
 (strum these last chords once)
The  only thing that's left to do is get  another round in at  the bar.
 Well it's better than the other one. Tell me what you think.
 | / slide up
 | \ slide down
 | h hammer-on
 | p pull-off
 | ~ vibrato
 | + harmonic
 | x Mute note

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Readable chord sheet for I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous by Frank Turner

These are the chords used. Sorry if I've named them wrong.
     [A]    [Asus4]   [Ab] [Dsus2]   [E] [F#m]   [D]
e:|--0------0------0--0------0-------0--|
B:|--2------3------5--3------0-------3--|
G:|--2------2------4--2------1--2----2--|
D:|--2------4------6--0------2--4----0--|
A:|--0-----------------------2--4-------|
E:|--------------------------0----------|

I knew prufrock before he got famous

[A]Let's begin at the beginning, [Asus4]we're lovers and we're losers
[Ab]We're heroes and we're pioneers,[Dsus2] we're beggars and we're choosers
[E]Skirting 'round the edges of [F#m]the ideal demographic
[Ab]We're always on the guest list,[Dsus2]but we're always stuck in traffic

Same again for this bit, with faster strumming

We've watched our close associates, Often play their parts
Chatting up the 'it' girls, And they're tearing up the charts
While we were paying with coppers to get our rounds in at the bar
We're the C team, we're the almost famous old friends of the stars

[F#m]       [E]      [Ab]        [Asus4]      [Dsus2]

Justin is the last great romantic poet
He's the only one among us who is ever gonna' make it
We planned the revolution from a cheap Southampton bistro
I don't remember details, but there were English boys with Banjos
Jay is our St George and he's standing on a wooden chair
And he sings songs and he slays dragons and he's losing all his hair
And Adam is the resurrected spirit of Gram Parsons
In plaid instead of Rhinestone and living in South London
And no one's really clear about Tommy's job description
But it's pretty clear he's vital to the whole damn operation
And Dave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's the safest girl I know
And sullen hearts will scamper off to victory in the City we call home

[F#m]And we won't change our ways, we will proud remain[E],
[Ab]when the g[Asus4]lory fades, wh[Dsus2]en the glory fades

Yeah I am sick and tired of people who are living on the B-list
Yeah they're waiting to be famous, and they're wondering why they do this
And I know I'm not the one who is habitually optimistic
But I'm the one who's got the microphone here so just remember this
Yeah, well life is about love, lost minutes and lost evening
About fire in our bellies and about furtive little feelings
And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all a-flickering
And they help us with remembering that the only thing that's left to do is

 l[A]ive        [Asus4]           [Ab]          y[Dsus2]eah the only[D] thing that's left to do is

l[A]ive, after all [Asus4]of the loving and losing,[Ab] after all the heroes and the pioneers

(strum these last chords once)

[Dsus2]The only thing that's left to do is g[E]et another round in at[A] the bar.

Well it's better than the other one. Tell me what you think.

| /  slide up
| \  slide down
| h  hammer-on
| p  pull-off
| ~  vibrato
| +  harmonic
| x  Mute note

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