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Cardiac Arrest

Madness
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
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 Papers in  the morning, Bowler Hat  on head.
 Walking to  the bus  stop; he's longing for  his bed.
 Waiting with  his neighbours, in  the rush  hour queue.
 Got to get  the first  bus; so much  for him  to do.
 He's got to hurry, got  to get his seat.
 Can't miss his place; got  to rest his feet.
 Ten more minutes  'till he gets  there;
 The crossword's nearly done.
 It's been so  hard these  days; not nearly so  much fun.
 His mind  wanders to  the office,  his telephone, desk  and chair.
 He's been happy  with the company;  they've treated him  real fair.
 Think of seven letters,  be-gin  and end in 'C'.
 Like a big A-merican  car, but mis-spelt  with a 'D'.
 I wish this bus'd  get a move on; driver's  taking his time.
 I just don't know, I'll  be late; oh dear,  what will the boss say?
 Pull yourself together now, don't get in a state.
 Don't you worry; there's  no hurry.
 It's a lovely day;  it could  all be going your way.
 Take the doc's ad-vice; let  up, enjoy your life.
 Listen to what they say; it's  not a game they play.
 Never get there  at this  rate; he's caught  up in  a jam.
 There's a meeting  this morning;  it's just  his luck,  oh damn!
 His hand  dives in  his pocket, for  his handker-chief.
 Pearls of sweat  on his collar;  his pulse-beat seems  so brief.
 Eyes fall on his wristwatch;  the seconds  pass real slow.
 Gasping for the hot  air, but the chest  pain; it won't go.
 Tried to ask for help,  but can't seem  to speak a word.
 Words are whispered frantically,  but don't  seem to be heard.
 What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me!
 We're so sorry;  we told  you not to hurry.
 Now it's just too late; you've  got a certain date.
 We thought  we made it clear?  We all  voiced our inner fears.
 We left  it up to you; there's  nothing we can do.
 Don't you worry; there's  no hurry.
 It's a lovely day;  it could  all be going your way.
 Take the doc's ad-vice; let  up, enjoy your life.
 Listen to what they say; it's  not a game they play.
 (Repeat to Fade)
 CHORD DIAGRAMS:
 
 
022000 x02210 320003 133211 xx2010 xx0231 022100
 
 
244222 x02220 x13331 x02013 x32010 x24442 xx2323

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Readable chord sheet for Cardiac Arrest by Madness

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[Em]
[Am]  [G]  [F]  [F/E]  [Dm]  [E]  [Am]

[Am] Papers [Em]in the [F]morning, [F]Bowler [Em]Hat on [Am]head.
[Am] Walking [Em]to the [F]bus stop; he's [F]longing [Em]for his [Am]bed.
[Am] Waiting [Em]with his [F]neighbours, [F]in the [Em]rush hour [Am]queue.
[Am] Got to [Em]get the [F]first bus; so [F]much for [Em]him to [Am]do.

[Em] He's got to [G]hurry, [F#m]got to get his [A]seat.
[Em] Can't miss his [G]place; [F#m]got to rest his [A]feet.

[Am] Ten more [Em]minutes 'till he [F]gets there;
The [F]crossword's [Em]nearly [Am]done.
[Am] It's been [Em]so hard [F]these days; not [F]nearly [Em]so much [Am]fun.
His [Am]mind wanders [Em]to the [F]office, his [F]telephone, [Em]desk and [Am]chair.
[Am] He's been [Em]happy with the [F]company; they've [F]treated [Em]him real [Am]fair.

[Em] Think of seven [G]letters, be-[F#m]gin and end in '[A]C'.
[Em] Like a big A-[G]merican car, but [F#m]mis-spelt with a '[A]D'.

[G] I wish this [Bb]bus'd get a move on; [Am7]driver's taking his time.
[G] I just don't know, [Bb]I'll be late; oh [Am7]dear, what will the boss say?
[G] Pull yourself together now, don't get in a state.

[Am] Don't you [Dm]worry; [G]there's no [C]hurry.
[Am] It's a lovely [Dm]day; it [G]could all be going your [C]way.
[Am] Take the doc's ad-[Dm]vice; [G]let up, enjoy your [C]life.
[Am] Listen to what they [Dm]say; [G]it's not a game they [C]play.[B]   [Gdim]

[Am]  [G]  [F]  [F/E]  [Dm]  [E]  [Am]

[Am] Never get [Em]there at [F]this rate; he's [F]caught up [Em]in a [Am]jam.
[Am] There's a [Em]meeting this [F]morning; it's [F]just his [Em]luck, oh [Am]damn!
His [Am]hand dives [Em]in his [F]pocket, [F]for his [Em]handker-[Am]chief.
[Am] Pearls of [Em]sweat on his [F]collar; his [F]pulse-beat [Em]seems so [Am]brief.

[Em] Eyes fall on his [G]wristwatch; the [F#m]seconds pass real [A]slow.
[Em] Gasping for the [G]hot air, but the [F#m]chest pain; it won't [A]go.

[G] Tried to ask for [Bb]help, but can't [Am7]seem to speak a word.
[G] Words are whispered [Bb]frantically, but [Am7]don't seem to be heard.
[G] What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me!

[Am] We're so [Dm]sorry; we [G]told you not to [C]hurry.
[Am] Now it's just too [Dm]late; [G]you've got a certain [C]date.
We [Am]thought we made it [Dm]clear? We [G]all voiced our inner [C]fears.
We [Am]left it up to [Dm]you; [G]there's nothing we can [C]do. [B]

[Am] Don't you [Dm]worry; [G]there's no [C]hurry.
[Am] It's a lovely [Dm]day; it [G]could all be going your [C]way.
[Am] Take the doc's ad-[Dm]vice; [G]let up, enjoy your [C]life.
[Am] Listen to what they [Dm]say; [G]it's not a game they [C]play.[B]

(Repeat to Fade)

CHORD DIAGRAMS:

   [Em]      [Am]      [G]       [F]       [F/E]     [Dm]      [E]

 [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]
 022000  x02210  320003  133211  xx2010  xx0231  022100

   [F#m]     [A]       [Bb]      [Am7]     [C]       [B]      [Gdim]

 [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]  [E][A][D][G][B][E]
 244222  x02220  x13331  x02013  x32010  x24442  xx2323

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