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Glory Days

Pulp
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
 
Come  and play the tunes of glory - raise your voice in celebration
 of the days that we have wasted in the cafe in the station
 and learn the meaning  of existence in fortnightly  instalments.
 Come share  this golden age with me in my single room apartment
 and if it all  amounts to nothing - it doesn't matter,
 these are still  our glory days.
Oh  my face is unappealing and my thoughts are unoriginal.
 I did experiments with substances but all it did was make me ill
 and I  used to do the I Ching but then I  had to feed the meter.
 Now I can't  see into the future but at least I can use the heater.
 Oh it doesn't  get much better than this
 'cos this  is how we live  our glory days.
Oh  I could be a genius if I just put my mind to it
 and I, I could do anything if only I could get round to it.
 Oh we were brought  up on the Space-Race, now they expect you  to clean
 toilets.
 When you've seen  how big the world is, how can you make do with this?
 If you want me  I'll be sleeping in -
 sleeping  in throughout  these glory days.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 These  glory days can take their toll, so catch me now before I turn to gold.
 Yeah we'd love  to hear your story just as long  as it tells us where we are,
 where  we are is where we're meant to be.
 Oh come on make  it up yourself - you don't need anybody  else.
 And I promise  I won't sell these days to anybody else in the world but you.
 
 
 
No-one  but you.
 No-one but you.
 No-one but you.
 No-one but you.
 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh...
 Thanks to Jarvis, Candida, Mark, Steve and Nick...

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Readable chord sheet for Glory Days by Pulp

[C]   [F]

                 [C]

[C]Come and play the tunes of glory - raise your voice in celebration

of the days that we have wasted in the cafe in the station
and learn the m[F]eaning of existence in fo[Dm]rtnightly instalments.
Come sh[C]are this golden age with me in my single room apartment
and if it a[G]ll amounts to nothing - it doesn't m[F]atter,
these are st[G]ill our glory d[C]ays.

[C]Oh my face is unappealing and my thoughts are unoriginal.

I did experiments with substances but all it did was make me ill
and [F]I used to do the I Ching but then [Dm]I had to feed the meter.
Now I can't[C] see into the future but at least I can use the heater.
Oh it do[G]esn't get much better than this
'cos th[F]is is how we l[G]ive our glory d[C]ays.

[C]Oh I could be a genius if I just put my mind to it

and I, I could do anything if only I could get round to it.
Oh we were br[F]ought up on the Space-Race, now they expect [Dm]you to clean

toilets.
When you've s[C]een how big the world is, how can you make do with this?
If you want [G]me I'll be sleeping in -
sleep[F]ing in through[G]out these glory da[C]ys.           [G]

[C]     [C]
         [C]     [C]
         [F]     [Dm]
         [C]     [C]
         [G]     [F]
         [G]     [C]
         [C]

Th[D]ese glory days can take their toll, so catch me now before I turn to gold.
Yeah we'd l[G]ove to hear your story just as l[Em]ong as it tells us where we are,
wh[D]ere we are is where we're meant to be.
Oh come on m[A]ake it up yourself - you don't need [G]anybody e[A]lse.
And I pr[D]omise I won't sell these days to anybody else in the world but you.

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

[D]No-one but you.

No-one but you.

No-one but you.

No-one but you.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oo[D]oh...

Thanks to Jarvis, Candida, Mark, Steve and Nick...

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