The Isles
Little CometsVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
Alternately, you can change every second chord to an , as in
- - - . The (-) accent is played after every B chord, but I have
marked it where it is most strongly heard.
(-)
Economic downturn you can get a job
Apologetic parents you can get a job
(-)
Sometimes I'm feeling just like Cupid with a bow and arrow
And I'm firing it at people who remain too shallow
In the B R I T I say British Isles
The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild
(-)
Terror on the pavement, panic in the street
Tension in the twisted silence of our sheets
Sometimes I lie awake for hours, feeling so synthetic
While my eyes are screaming out for something way more epic
It's the B R I T I say British Isles
The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild
Terribly bold they try so hard
Never look up to see the stars
In the B R I T I say British Isles
Leeds screaming, Bristol torn
Belfast and Hull forlorn
Oxford dreaming in denial
With all it's gleaming spires
Stoke bleeding, Glasgow yawns
Dundee and Cardiff mourn
York breaking, Sheffield cries
All fears are multiplied
In the B R I T I say British Isles
The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild
Terribly bold they try so hard
Never look up to see the stars
In the B R I T I say British Isles
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Readable chord sheet for The Isles by Little Comets
Alternately, you can change every second [C#m] chord to an [F#m], as in
[C#m] - [B] - [F#m] - [B]. The ([E]-[B]) accent is played after every B chord, but I have
marked it where it is most strongly heard.
[C#m] [B] [C#m] [B]
[C#m] [B] ([E]-[B])
Economic downturn you can get a job
[C#m]Apologetic parents you can get a job [B]
[C#m] [B] ([E]-[B])
Sometimes I'm feeling just like Cupid with a bow and arrow
And I'm [C#m]firing it at people who re[B]main too shallow
In the [C#m]B R I T I say British Isle[B]s
The [C#m]streets are bleak, the [B]kids are running wild
[C#m] [B] ([E]-[B])
Terror on the pavement, panic in the street
[C#m]Tension in the twisted silence of our sheets [B]
Sometimes I [C#m]lie awake for hours, feeling [B]so synthetic
While my [C#m]eyes are screaming out for something [B]way more epic
It's the [C#m]B R I T I say British Isle[B]s
The [C#m]streets are bleak, the [B]kids are running wild
[C#m]Terribly bold they try so hard
[B]Never look up to see the stars
In the [C#m]B R I T I say British Isl[B]es
[C#m]Leeds screaming, Bristol torn
[B]Belfast and Hull forlorn
[C#m]Oxford dreaming in denial
[B]With all it's gleaming spires
[C#m]Stoke bleeding, Glasgow yawns
[B]Dundee and Cardiff mourn
[C#m]York breaking, Sheffield cries
[B]All fears are multiplied
In the [C#m]B R I T I say British Isle[B]s
The [C#m]streets are bleak, the [B]kids are running wild
[C#m]Terribly bold they try so hard
[B]Never look up to see the stars
In the [C#m]B R I T I say British Isl[B]es
[C#m] [B] [C#m] [B]