MagazineCifra

Intro: Em 

verse 1 
Em                   Bm                     A 
Right this way, the room's full to burst 
Em               Bm                   A 
Whatever you say, gotta quench that thirst 

Pre-Chorus 
Em 
I've got a little secret for you 
Bm            A 
It's in a magazine 
Em 
You've got an image to keep safe 
Bm                     A 
And bitten nails stay clean (Yeah!) 

Instrumental 
Bm A Bm F#m A G 

 
G                                       Bm A Bm F#m A G 
And took the lighters, with a clenched fist 
G                                  Bm A Bm F#m A G 
Top up on healing, just gag a witness (Ohh) 
G                                     Bm A Bm F#m A G 
It takes a full lip, to run a tight ship 
G 
And took the lighters, with a clenched fist 


Instrumental: G  Em (x4) 

verse 2 
           Em 
Flash your winning smile 
         Bm              A 
Let your eyes work the room 
                 Em 
These people are here for you 
           Bm                  A 
You're the bride, you're the groom 

Pre-Chorus 
Em 
I've got a little secret for you 
Bm            A 
It's in a magazine 
Em 
You've got an image to keep safe 
Bm                     A 
And bitten nails stay clean (Yeah!) 

Instrumental: Bm A Bm F#m A G 


G                                       Bm A Bm F#m A G 
And took the lighters, with a clenched fist 
G                                  Bm A Bm F#m A G 
Top up on healing, just gag a witness (Ohh) 
G                                     Bm A Bm F#m A G 
It takes a full lip, to run a tight ship 
G 
And took the lighters, with a clenched fist 


Instrumental 
G    Em  
G    Em 
        yeah! 
G    Em 
G    Em 
        You took the lighters 
G    Em 
G    Em 
G    Em 
G    Em 

brief pause 
Bm A Bm F#m A G x2 
G     Bm A Bm F#m A G 
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh 


G                                   Bm A Bm F#m A G 
Take on the liars, with a clenched fist 
G                                  Bm A Bm F#m A G 
Top up on healing, just gag a witness (Ohh) 
G                                    Bm A Bm F#m A G 
It takes a fat lip, to run a tight ship 
G                                      Bm A              Bm F#m 
I took the lighters, you're making 'em sad, You're making 'em sad 

                 A   G 
You don't mean a thing 
You don't mean a thing 
                    Bm A 
You're making 'em sad 
                    Bm F#m 
You're making 'em sad 
                     A G 
You don't mean a thing 
You don't mean a thing 
                    Bm A 
You're making 'em sad 
                    Bm F#m 
You're making 'em sad 
                     A G 
You don't mean a thing 
You don't mean a 
Don't mean a 
                Bm A 
Don't mean a thing 
                   Bm F#m 
You don't mean a thing 


G  Em (x8)