(as with all James Reyne songs, I apologise if I didn't get the lyrics right!!) :)
Finger picked in a simple arpeggio is better that strumming this one.
Intro: C Dm F Am Amsus2 G
C Dm
Everyday I see you wearing things,
F Am
that have never been worn before,
G Am Am/B C
While your children at the government schools send money for the poor.
C Dm
And all you buy you bargained for,
F Am
With your little mind,
G
So that from your silks down to your palimony
Am Am/B C
You're tre tre elegance.
(Chorus)
G Dm
So it's the back beach in the summer,
Em Am
The chalet for the snow
F
You poor
C G
You got really no place to go
(verse)
Antiques flown in from Venice
Fill your house upon the hill
While your money sold the soul of rock'n roll
For some cheap disco thrill.
I've seen your peers pouting over beers
The loneliness it shows
Mistaking tacky sex for sensuality
Bought in Toorak Road.
(Chorus)
So it's the back beach in the summer,
The chalet for the snow
You poor Hoochie Goochi Fiorucci mama
You got really no place to go
F Em
Inside the empty castle
Dm Am
Your lonely heart will dwell
Bb Am
The life that she's been losing
Ab G
Like some stoney bagged motel
F Em
The loving that you never found
Dm Am
don't know the reason why
Bb Am Ab
You poor Hoochie Goochi Fiorucci mama
G C
Don't you cry
From
d.magoo@optusnet.com.au
be gentle with me, this was my first submission.
Composição de David Briggs/James Reyne