The Final Cut

[Bb]  [C]  [F]  [Bb/F]  [F]  [Bb]  [C]  [Bb] [F]  [F]

[Bb/F]Tell me [F]true, tell me why was [Bb]Jesus crucified?

[C]Is it for this that [C7]daddy [F]died?

[Bb/F]Was it [F]you? Was it me?

Did I [Bb]watch too much T.V.?

Is that a [C]hint of accusation in your ey[F]es?   [Bb/F]

[F]If it wasn't for the Nips

[F7]Being so [Bb]good at building ships,

The [C]yards would still be open [C9]on the Cl[F]yde.

And it can't be much fun for [F7]them

Be[Bb]neath the rising sun

With [C]all their kids committing [C7]sui[F]cide.

What have we [Bb]done, Maggie what have we d[F]one?

What have we d[Bb]one to England?

[C]Should we [F]shout, should we scr[A]eam,

"What [Bb]happened [Bbm]to the post war [F]dream?" [Dm7]

[Gm7]Oh, Maggie,   [C7]

Maggie [C7]what have we[F] done?   [C]      [Bb]          [F]

Your Possible Pasts

They [G]flutter behind you your possible pa[Am]sts,

Some [C]brighteyed and crazy, some [D]frightened and [G]lost.

A [G]warning to anyone still in comm[Am]and

[C]Of their possible [D]future, to take [G]care.

In [G]derelict sidings the poppies entwi[Am]ne

With [C]cattle trucks lying in [D]wait for the next [G]time.

[Em]Do you remember me, how we used to be,

Do you think we shoud be [D]closer?

She [G]stood in the doorway, the ghost of a smi[Am]le

[C]Haunting her face like a [D]cheap hotel [G]sign.

Her [G]cold eyes imploring the men in their m[Am]acs

For the [C]gold in their bags or the [D]knives in their [G]backs.

[G]Stepping up boldly one put out his h[Am]and.

He said, "[C]I was just a child then[D], now I'm only a [G]man."

[Em]Do you remember me,  how we used to be,

Do you think we should be [D]closer?

[Em]  [C]  [Em]  [C]  [Em]  [D]  [C]  [D]  [Cmaj9]

By the [G]cold and religious we were taken in h[Am]and

Shown [C]how to feel good and [D]told to feel [G]bad.

[G]Strung out behind us the banners and fl[Am]ags

Of our [C]possible pasts lie in [D]tatters and [G]rags.

[Em]Do you remember me, how we used to be,

Do you think we should be [D]closer?

One Of The Few

[N.C.]When you're one of the few to land on your feet,
What do you do to make ends meet?
Teach.
Make them mad, make them sad, make them add two and two.
Make them me, make them you, make them do what you want them to.
Make them laugh, make them cry, make them lie down and die.

The Hero's Return

[D]Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about?
Trying to clout these little ingrates into shape.
When I was their age all the lights went out.
There was no time to whine or mope about.

[Cmaj7]And even now part of me fli[D]es over

[Cmaj7]Dresden at angels one five.

[D]Though [Cmaj7]they'll never fathom it behind my

Sarcasm desperate memories [D]lie.

[D]Sweetheart sweetheart are you fast asleep? Good.
'Cause that's the only time that I can really speak to you.
And there is something that I've locked away
A memory that is too painful
To withstand the light of day.

[Cmaj7]When we came back from the [D]war the [Cmaj7]banners and

Flags hung on everyone's [D]door.

We [Cmaj7]danced and we sang in the street and

The church bells [D]rang.

But [G]burning in my [C]heart,

My [G]memory smoulders [C]on

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Of the gunners dying words on the intercom.

The Gunner's Dream

[G]  [G]   [Em]  [C]  [G]  [D]  [Em]

[G]Floating down [G]through the clouds

[Em/G]Memories come rushing [C]up to meet me now.

In the [G]space between the heavens

And in the [D]corner of some foreign field, [C]

I had a [G]dream, [Em]     [C]

I had a [G]dream.

[G]Goodbye Max, [G]goodbye Ma.

[Em/G]After the service when you're [C]walking slowly to the car

And the [G]silver in her hair shines in the [D]cold November air,

You [Em]hear the tolling bell, and [Cmaj7]touch the silk in your [D/C]lapel,  [C]

And [G]as the tear drops rise to meet the [D]comfort of the band,   [Em]

[C]You take her frail [D]hand and hold on to the dream.

[G]  [G]   [Em]  [C]  [D]  [G]  [D]  [Em]  [D]  [C]  [D] [C]  [G]  [D]  [C]  [G]  [Em]  [C]  [Em]

[G]A place to stay, [G]enough to eat,

[Em]Somewhere old heroes shuffle [C]safely down the street.

Where you can [G]speak out loud about your doubts and [D]fears,

And what's more [Em]no-one ever disappears,

You never hear their standard issue [Cmaj7]kicking in your door.

[G]You can relax on [D]both sides of the tracks,

And maniacs [Em]don't blow holes in [C]bandsmen by remote cont[D7/C]rol,

And [G]everyone has recourse to the [D]law,

And [C]no-one kills the children any[G]more. [Em]

[C]No-one kills the children anymore.  [G]

[C]Night after ni[D]ght, going [G]round and [D]round my [Em]brain,  [D]

His [C]dream is [D]driving me in[G]sane___________________.

In the [G]corner of some foreign field,

The [D]gunner sleeps tonight.

[Em]What's done is done.   [C]        [D/C]

We [G]cannot just write off his final [D]scene.

[C]Take heed of his [G]dream,  [Em]

[C]Take heed.  [Em]

Paranoid Eyes

[G]Button your lip and [C]don't let the shield slip. [G]

Take a fresh grip on your [C]bullet proof [G]mask.

[C]And if they try to break down your disguise with their [G]questions  [D]     [C]

You can [G]hide, [D]hide, [C]hide,    [G/B]         [Am]             [D]                [Am]

Behind paranoid [G]eyes.

You put [G]on our brave face and slip [C]over the road for a [G]jar,

Fixing your grin as you [C]casually lean on the [G]bar.

[C]Laughing too loud at the rest of the world

With the [G]boys [D]in the [C]crowd.

You [G]hide, [D]hide, [C]hide,  [Am]      [D]         [Am]

Behind petrified [G]eyes.

[C]  [G]  [C]  [G]  [C]  [G]  [Em]  [D]  [Am]  [G]

You be[G]lieved in their stories of [C]fame, fortune and [G]glory.

Now you're lost in a haze of a[C]lchohol soft middle [G]age.

The [C]pie in the sky turned out to be miles too [G]high.   [D]      [C]

And you [G]hide, [D]hide, [C]hide,   [Am]       [D]          [Am]

Behind brown and mild eyes.

Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert

[G]  [C]  [D]  [G]

[G]Brezhnev took Afghanistan.

[C]Begin took Beirut.

[D]Galtieri took the Union [G]Jack.

And [G]Maggie, over lunch one day,

Took a [C]cruiser with all hands

Ap[D]parently to make him give it ba[G]ck.

Mm___[C]_____.    [G]

The Fletcher Memorial Home

[G]Take all your overgrown [C]infants away, [G/B]some[Am]where,

And build them a [D]home, a little [Bb]place of their [Bm]own.  [A/C#]

[D]The [Em]Fletcher Memorial [C]Home for incurable [D]tyrants[Em7]     [D]an[F#]d   [G]kings.  [C]

And [G]they can appear to them[C]selves every day,  [G/B]        [Am]

On closed circuit [D]T.V. to make [Bb]sure they're still [Bm]real.   [A/B]        [Bm]

[C]It's the only connec[D]tion they [Em]feel.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome [Cmaj7]Reagan and Haig,

Mr. Begin and friend, Mrs. [D]Thatcher and Paisley,

Mr. [Cmaj7]Brezhnev and party, the ghost of McCarthy,

The memories of Nixon. And [D]now adding colour,

A [G]group of anonymous [D/F#]Latin-American meat [C]packing glitterati."

[Em]Did they expect us to treat them with any res[D]pect?

They can [G]polish their [D/F#]medals and [C]sharpen their smiles,

And a[G]muse themse[D/F#]lves playing [C]games for a while.

[G]        [D/F#]         [C]               [Em] add9
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead.

[G]  [D/F#]  [Em]  [D/F#]  [G]  [D/F#]  [Em]  [D]  [Cmaj7]  [D]

[G]  [D/F#]  [C]  [D]  [G]  [D/F#]  [Cmaj7]  [D]  [G]  [D/F#]  [Cmaj7]  [Em] add9

[G]Safe in the permanent [C]gaze of a cold [G/B]glass [Am]eye,

With their favorite [D]toys, they'll be [Bb]good girls and [Bm]boys.

[A/C#]In   [D]the [Em]Fletcher Memorial [C]Home for colonial [D]wasters of [Em7]life [D]an[F#]d   [G]limb.

[D/F#]           [C]       [G]      [D/F#]   [C] add9
Is everone in? Are you having a nice time?

        [D/F#]    [C]               [Em] add9
Now the final solution can be applied.

Southampton Dock

[F]They disembarked in 45,

[Bb]And no-one spoke and no-one smiled

[C]There were to many spaces in the li[F]ne.

Gathered at the cenotaph

[Bb]All agreed with the hand on heart,

[C]To sheath the sacrificial knive[F]s.

But now she [F]stands upon Southampton dock

With her [Bb]handkerchief

And her summer frock [C]clings

To her wet body in the rai[F]n.

In quiet desperation knuckles

[Bb]White upon the slippery reins

She [C]bravely waves the boys goodbye aga[F]in.

Mm__[Bb]____.      [Bbm]            [F]

[Bb]And still the dark stain spreads between

His [F]shoulder blades.

[Bb]A mute reminder of the [F]poppy fields and graves.  [F7]      [Gm7]

[F7]And [Bb]when the fight was [C]over   [Dm7]        [C7]           [E]

We [F]spent what [Am7]they had [Dm]made.

But [Gm7]in the bottom of our hearts

We felt the final [F]cut.

The Final Cut

[F]Through the fish-eyed lens of tear stained [F]eyes[C]____

      [Bb] add9                                   [F]
I can barely define the shape of this moment in time.

And [F]far from flying high in clear blue [F]skie[C]s___,

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I'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where I hide.

[Bb]If you negotiate the [F]minefield in the drive,

[Bb]And beat the dogs and cheat the cold [F]electronic eyes,

[Bb]And if you [C]make it past the shot[Dm]gun in the hall,

[Gm7]Dial the combination, open the priesthole

And if I'm in I'll t[C]ell you what's behind the wall.   [F]

[Am]There's a kid who had a big hallucina[F]tion

[Am]Making love to girls in maga[C]zines.

He [Bb]wonders if you're sleeping with your [Dm]new found faith.

[Gm7]Could anybody love him

                /[C]          [F]      [F]  [C]  [Bb] add9  [F]
Or is it just a crazy dream___?

And [F]if I show you my dark [C]side

Will you still hold [Bb]me to[F]night?

And [F]if I open my [C]heart to you

And show you my weak [Bb]side,

What would you [F]do?

[Bb]Would you sell your story to Rolling [F]Stone?

[Bb]Would you take the children away

[F]And leave me alone?

And [Bb]smile in reas[C]surance

As you [Dm]whisper down the phone,

[Gm7]Would you send me packing,

O[C]r would you take me [F]home?

[Am]  [F]  [Am]  [C]  [Bb]  [Dm]  [Gm7]   [C]  [F]

[Am]Thought I oughta bare my naked feel[F]ings,

[Am]Thought I oughta tear the curtain [C]down.

I [Bb]held the blade in trembling hands,

Pre[Dm]pared to make it but [Gm7]just then the phone rang,

                                        [G]      [C]  [Bb] add9  [F]
I never had the nerve to make the final cut.

Not Now John

[G]Fuck all that we've [D]got to get on with these  [Em]

[G]Gotta compete with the [D]wily Japane[Em]se.

There's [G]too many home fires [D]burning

And not enough [Em]trees,

So [G]fuck all that

We've [D]got to get on with these.   [Em]

Can't stop       Lose job    Mind gone   Silicon
What bomb        Get away    Pay day     Make hay
Break down       Need fix    Big six
Clickity click   Hold on     Oh no       Brrrrrrrrrring [G]bingo! [D]    [Em]

[C/E]Make 'em laugh.   [Em]Make 'em cry.   [D/E]Make 'em dance in the aisles.  [Em]

[C/E]Make 'em pay.     [Em]Make 'em stay.  [D/E]Make'em feel o[Em]k.

[G]Not nah John

We've [D]got to get on with the [Em]film show.   [G]

Hollywood [D]waits at the end of the [Em]rainbow.

[G]Who cares what it's a[D]bout

As long as the [Em]kids go.

[G]Not now John

[D]Got to get on with the [Asus4]show.

[G]Hang on John we've [D]got to get on with this.  [Em]

I [G]don't know what it is

But it [D]fits on here like..[Em]...

[G]Come at the end of the [D]shift,

We'll go and get [Em]pissed.

But [G]now now John

I've [D]got to get on with this.

[C/E]Hold on John

I think there's [Em]something good on.

I [D/E]used to read books but..[Em]...

It [C/E]could be the news,

Or some [Em]other abuse,

Or it [D/E]could be reusable [Em]shows.

[G]Fuck all that we've [D]got to get on with these [Em]

[G]Got to compete with the wi[D]ly Japane[Em]se.

[G]No need to worry a[D]bout the Vietnam[Em]ese.

[G]Got to bring the Russian b[D]ear to his kn[Em]ees.

Well, [G]maybe not the Russian [D]bear,

Maybe the [Em]Swedes.

We [G]showed Argentina

Now [D]let's go and show the[Em]se.

[G]Make us feel tough

And [D]wouldn't Maggie be [Em]pleased?

[G]Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah!   [D]      [Em]

Two Suns In The Sunset

[D]  [A]  [G]  [A]  [D]

[D]In my rear view mirror the [G]sun is going down,  [A]

[D]Sinking behind bridges in the [G]road    [A]        [D]

And I [G]think of all the good [A]things

That [D]we have [A]left un[G]done

[D/F#]And I [Em]suffer premonitions,

[Bm]Confirm suspicions,

[Em]Of the holocaust to [A]come.    [D]       [A]          [G]             [A]

[D]The wire that holds the cork

That [G]keeps the anger in,  [A]

[D]Gives way

And suddenly it's [G]day again.  [A]      [D]

The [G]sun is in the eas[A]t

Even [D]though the [A]day is [G]done. [D/F#]

[Em]Two suns in the sunset

[Bm]Hmmmmmmmmmm

[Em]Could be the human race is [A]run.

[A]  [D]  [A]  [G]  [A]  [D]  [A]  [G]  [A]  [D]

[Bm]Like the moment when the brakes [A]lock

[Bm]And you slide towards the big truck

You [G]stretch the frozen [A]moments with your [D]fear.

[Bm]And you'll never hear their voic[A]es,

[Bm]And you'll never see their faces,

[G]You have no [A]recourse to the law [D]anymo[A]re.

[G]  [A]  [D]  [A]  [G]  [A]  [D]

[D]And as the windshield melts

[G]My tears eveaporate, [A]

[D]Leaving only charcoal to de[G]fend.   [A]       [D]

[G]Finally I un[A]derstand the [D]feelings [A]of the [G]few.  [D/F#]

[Em]Ashes and diamonds,

[Bm]Foe and friend,

[Em]We were all equal in the [A]end.

[D]  [A]  [G]  [A]  [D]  [A]  [G]  [A]