Intro: (strings) C - F
(piano) 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
F Dm
and learn the meaning of existence in fortnightly instalments.
C
Come share this golden age with me in my single room apartment
G F
and if it all amounts to nothing - it doesn't matter,
G C
these are still our glory days.
C
Oh my face is unappealing and my thoughts are unoriginal.
I did experiments with substances but all it did was make me ill
F Dm
and I used to do the I Ching but then I had to feed the meter.
C
Now I can't see into the future but at least I can use the heater.
G
Oh it doesn't get much better than this
F G C
'cos this is how we live our glory days.
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.
F Dm
Oh we were brought up on the Space-Race, now they expect you to clean
toilets.
C
When you've seen how big the world is, how can you make do with this?
G
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If you want me I'll be sleeping in -
F G C G
sleeping in throughout these glory days.
Solo: C - C
C - C
F - Dm
C - C
G - F
G - C
C
D
These glory days can take their toll, so catch me now before I turn to gold.
G Em
Yeah we'd love to hear your story just as long as it tells us where we are,
D
where we are is where we're meant to be.
A G A
Oh come on make it up yourself - you don't need anybody else.
D
And I promise 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.
D
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oooh...
