Try This At Home

[G]  (Acoustic version use walk down fill [D]-[C]-[B]-[G])

[G]Let's inherit the earth
Cos no-one else is [Cadd9]taking it
Come on do your [G]worst
Before the moment's[D] p[Dsus4]assed

In bedrooms across England
And all the western world
There's posters and there's magazines
But music isn't[D7] ours

Cos we write [C]love songs in C
And we do [G]politics in [D]G
We sing [C]songs about our f[Em]riends in e [D]minor
So tear [C]down the stars now and [G]take up your [D]guitars
And [C]come on folks and [D]try this at [G]ho[D]me[G]

Let's stop waiting around
For someone to patronise us
Let's hammer out a sound that speaks of where we've been

Forget about the haircuts and stupid skinny jeans
The stampedes and the irony
And the media-fed scenes

Cause we write l[C]ove songs in C
And we do po[G]litics in[D] G
We sing [C]songs about our friends in e [Em]minor[D]
So [C]tear down the stars now and [G]take up your [D]guitars
And [C]come on folks and try this at hom[D]e

Because the [Em]only thing that [D]punk rock should [C]ever really [G]mean
Is not [Am]sitting round and [G]waiting for the [C]lights to go [D]green
And not [Em]thinking that youre [D]better cause you're [C]still a part of [G]state
And if you're [Am]oh so fucking [G]different then who [C]cares what you have to [D]say

Cause theres [Am]no such thing as rock stars
They're just [D]people who play music
And [C]some of them are [C/B]just like us
And [G]some of them are dicks
So [Am]quick turn off your stereo
Pick [D]up that pen and paper
Yeah [C]you could do much better than
Some skinny half-arsed English country s[D]in[D7]ger

Cause we write l[C]ove songs in C
And we do po[G]litics in[D] G
We sing [C]songs about our friends in e [Em]minor[D]
So [C]tear down the stars now and [G]take up your [D]guitars
    [C]                 [D]           [C] [C]/b [G]
And come on folks and try this at ho-o-me