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Life Thru A Lens

Robbie Williams
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
E---------------2-----------------2----|
B---------2--------2--------2--------2-|
G------2-----------------2-------------|
D--------------------------------------|
A---4--------4--------4--------4-------|
E--------------------------------------|
Wake  up on Sunday morning
Everything  feels so boring
Is  that where it ends
With  your life thru a lens
Hair  is the new hat, brown is the new black
She  shouldn't wear this he shouldn't wear that
Pleasure  at leisure make mine  a double
 measure with friends
 Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
Who  laughs the longest who drives the hardest
Pleasure  at leisure make mine  a double
 measure with friends
 Just because I ain't double barrelled
 Don't mean I haven't travelled well
 Can't you tell!
Oh  no it's quite appalling
 Your conversation is boring as hell,  oh well
 Wake up on Sunday morning
Everything  feels so boring
Is  that where it ends
With  your life thru a lens
And  now your boyfriend's suspicious
So  go home and wash the dishes
 And wash them well  so he can't tell
She's  looking real drab just out of rehab
I'm  talking football she's talking ab fab
Your  clothes are very kitch
Just  because your daddy is rich
 You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
 Now your cheque's  just bounced better run
 to your mummy
 And you know  it's a class act she'll  never
 ask for it back
 Just because I ain't double barrelled
 Don't mean I haven't travelled well
 Can't you tell!
 Mix with the local gentry  and don't crash
 Tarquin's Bentley
I'll  take the bends with  our life thru a lens
You're  scared of the poor and needy
Is  that why you're all inbreedy?
 They're just like you,  they need love too
Wake  up on Sunday morning
Everything  feels so boring
Is  that where it ends
With  your life thru a lens
And  now your boyfriend's suspicious
So  go home and wash the dishes
And  wash them well so  he can't tell

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Readable chord sheet for Life Thru A Lens by Robbie Williams

E---------------2-----------------2----|
B---------2--------2--------2--------2-|
G------2-----------------2-------------|
D--------------------------------------|
A---4--------4--------4--------4-------|
E--------------------------------------|

[A]Wake up on Sunday morning
[Amaj7]Everything feels so boring
[G]Is that where it ends
[D/F#]With your life thru a lens

[D]Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
[F]She shouldn't wear this he shouldn't wear that
[C]Pleasure at leisure make [G]mine a double
measure with [D]friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
[F]Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
[C]Pleasure at leisure make [G]mine a double
measure with [D]friends

Just because I ain't double barrelled
Don't mean I haven't travelled [D]well
Can't you [C#]tell!
[F#m]Oh no it's quite appalling
Your conversation is boring as [D]hell, oh [A]well

Wake up on Sunday morning
[Amaj7]Everything feels so boring
[G]Is that where it ends
[D/F#]With your life thru a lens
[A]And now your boyfriend's suspicious
[Amaj7]So go home and wash the dishes
And [Bm]wash [F#m]them [E]well so [G]he [D]can't [A]tell

[D]She's looking real drab just out of rehab
[F]I'm talking football she's talking ab fab
[C]Your clothes are very kitch
[G]Just because your daddy is [D]rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your [F]cheque's just bounced better run
to your mummy
And you [C]know it's a class act [G]she'll never
ask for it [D]back

Just because I ain't double barrelled
Don't mean I haven't travelled [D]well
Can't you [A]tell!
Mix with the local gentry[Amaj7] and don't crash
Tarquin's Bentley
[G]I'll take the bends [D]with our life thru a lens
[A]You're scared of the poor and needy
[Amaj7]Is that why you're all inbreedy?
They're [Bm]just [F#m]like [E]you, they [G]need [D]love [A]too

[Amaj7]  [G]  [F]

[A]Wake up on Sunday morning
[Amaj7]Everything feels so boring
[G]Is that where it ends
[D/F#]With your life thru a lens
[A]And now your boyfriend's suspicious
[Amaj7]So go home and wash the dishes
[G]And wash them well [D/F#]so he can't tell

[A]    [Amaj7]   [G]   [F] [G] [A]

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