Chords for John Cooper Clarke & The Invisible Girls - Beasley Street (1980)
Tempo:
135.85 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Am
G
D
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Abm] People crave a good tune.
[F]
[Dm]
Far-flung crazy pavements [Am] crack the taste of empty rooms.
[Dm] A clinical arrangement [Am] on a dirty afternoon,
where [D] the fecal germs of Mr.
[Am] Freud are rendered obsolete.
[B]
[C] The legal [G] term is null and [D] void in the case of Beazley Street.
[Dm]
The boarding house to a bedsick full of [Am] accidents and fleas
[Dm] leads it through the [Em] exit where [Dm] two [Am] missing persons freeze.
[Dm] Weary dead men's [G] [D]
overcoats, [Am] you can't see their feet.
[Em]
[C] A ripped joint shuts, [G] opens upright down on Beazley Street.
[Dm] Cars collide, colours clash, [Am] disaster movie stuff.
[G]
[Dm] Mother man with the foo man chew mustache, [Am]
revenge is not enough.
[Dm] There's a dead canary on a swivel seat, [Am] there's a rainbow in the road.
[C] Meanwhile [G] on Beazley Street, [D] silence is the mold.
[Dm] Hot beneath the collar,
[Am] cold beneath the balls.
[Dm] The perishing stink of squalor
[Am] impregnates the walls.
[Dm] The rats have all got rickets, [Am]
they spit [C] through broken teeth.
A bloodstain is [G] your ticket, [D] one way down Beazley Street.
[Dm] In the cheat seats where murder breeds, [Am] somebody runs out of breath.
[Dm] Sleep is a [C] luxury, [F] they don't need it, it's [Am] a sneak preview of death.
[Dm] Belladonna is your flower,
[Am] manslaughter your meat.
[C] Spend a year [G] in a couple of hours on [D] the edge of [G] Beazley Street.
[Dm] People turn to poison quick as [Am] lager turns to piss.
[Dm] Sweethearts are physically sick [Am] every time they kiss.
[Dm] It's a sociologist's paradise,
[Am] each day repeats.
[C] Uneasy, cheesy, [G] greasy, queasy, [D] [G] beastly, Beazley Street.
[D] [Dm] [N]
[F]
[Dm]
Far-flung crazy pavements [Am] crack the taste of empty rooms.
[Dm] A clinical arrangement [Am] on a dirty afternoon,
where [D] the fecal germs of Mr.
[Am] Freud are rendered obsolete.
[B]
[C] The legal [G] term is null and [D] void in the case of Beazley Street.
[Dm]
The boarding house to a bedsick full of [Am] accidents and fleas
[Dm] leads it through the [Em] exit where [Dm] two [Am] missing persons freeze.
[Dm] Weary dead men's [G] [D]
overcoats, [Am] you can't see their feet.
[Em]
[C] A ripped joint shuts, [G] opens upright down on Beazley Street.
[Dm] Cars collide, colours clash, [Am] disaster movie stuff.
[G]
[Dm] Mother man with the foo man chew mustache, [Am]
revenge is not enough.
[Dm] There's a dead canary on a swivel seat, [Am] there's a rainbow in the road.
[C] Meanwhile [G] on Beazley Street, [D] silence is the mold.
[Dm] Hot beneath the collar,
[Am] cold beneath the balls.
[Dm] The perishing stink of squalor
[Am] impregnates the walls.
[Dm] The rats have all got rickets, [Am]
they spit [C] through broken teeth.
A bloodstain is [G] your ticket, [D] one way down Beazley Street.
[Dm] In the cheat seats where murder breeds, [Am] somebody runs out of breath.
[Dm] Sleep is a [C] luxury, [F] they don't need it, it's [Am] a sneak preview of death.
[Dm] Belladonna is your flower,
[Am] manslaughter your meat.
[C] Spend a year [G] in a couple of hours on [D] the edge of [G] Beazley Street.
[Dm] People turn to poison quick as [Am] lager turns to piss.
[Dm] Sweethearts are physically sick [Am] every time they kiss.
[Dm] It's a sociologist's paradise,
[Am] each day repeats.
[C] Uneasy, cheesy, [G] greasy, queasy, [D] [G] beastly, Beazley Street.
[D] [Dm] [N]
Key:
Dm
Am
G
D
C
Dm
Am
G
[Abm] _ _ _ People crave a good tune.
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ Far-flung crazy pavements [Am] crack the taste of empty rooms. _ _
[Dm] _ A clinical arrangement _ [Am] on a dirty afternoon, _ _
where [D] the fecal germs of Mr.
[Am] Freud are rendered obsolete.
_ _ [B] _
[C] _ The legal [G] term is null and [D] void in the case of Beazley Street.
[Dm] _
The boarding house to a bedsick full of [Am] accidents and fleas _
[Dm] _ leads it through the [Em] exit where [Dm] two [Am] missing persons freeze. _
[Dm] _ _ Weary dead men's [G] _ [D]
overcoats, [Am] you can't see their feet.
[Em] _
[C] A ripped joint shuts, [G] opens upright down on Beazley Street. _
[Dm] _ Cars collide, colours clash, [Am] _ disaster movie stuff.
[G] _
[Dm] Mother man with the foo man chew mustache, [Am] _
revenge is not enough. _ _
[Dm] There's a dead canary on a swivel seat, [Am] there's a rainbow in the road. _ _
[C] _ Meanwhile [G] on Beazley Street, [D] _ silence is the mold. _ _
[Dm] _ Hot beneath the collar, _ _
[Am] _ cold beneath the _ balls.
[Dm] The perishing stink of squalor _
[Am] _ _ impregnates the walls.
[Dm] The rats have all got rickets, _ [Am]
they spit [C] through broken teeth. _
A bloodstain is [G] your ticket, _ [D] one way down Beazley Street.
[Dm] In the cheat seats where murder breeds, [Am] somebody runs out of breath. _ _
[Dm] Sleep is a [C] luxury, [F] they don't need it, it's [Am] a sneak preview of death. _ _
[Dm] _ _ Belladonna is your flower, _
[Am] _ _ manslaughter your meat. _
[C] _ Spend a year [G] in a couple of hours on [D] the edge of [G] Beazley Street. _ _
[Dm] _ People turn to poison quick as [Am] lager turns to piss. _ _
[Dm] _ _ Sweethearts are physically sick [Am] _ every time they kiss. _
[Dm] It's a _ _ sociologist's paradise, _
[Am] _ each day repeats. _ _
[C] Uneasy, cheesy, [G] greasy, queasy, [D] _ [G] beastly, Beazley Street.
_ [D] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
_ Far-flung crazy pavements [Am] crack the taste of empty rooms. _ _
[Dm] _ A clinical arrangement _ [Am] on a dirty afternoon, _ _
where [D] the fecal germs of Mr.
[Am] Freud are rendered obsolete.
_ _ [B] _
[C] _ The legal [G] term is null and [D] void in the case of Beazley Street.
[Dm] _
The boarding house to a bedsick full of [Am] accidents and fleas _
[Dm] _ leads it through the [Em] exit where [Dm] two [Am] missing persons freeze. _
[Dm] _ _ Weary dead men's [G] _ [D]
overcoats, [Am] you can't see their feet.
[Em] _
[C] A ripped joint shuts, [G] opens upright down on Beazley Street. _
[Dm] _ Cars collide, colours clash, [Am] _ disaster movie stuff.
[G] _
[Dm] Mother man with the foo man chew mustache, [Am] _
revenge is not enough. _ _
[Dm] There's a dead canary on a swivel seat, [Am] there's a rainbow in the road. _ _
[C] _ Meanwhile [G] on Beazley Street, [D] _ silence is the mold. _ _
[Dm] _ Hot beneath the collar, _ _
[Am] _ cold beneath the _ balls.
[Dm] The perishing stink of squalor _
[Am] _ _ impregnates the walls.
[Dm] The rats have all got rickets, _ [Am]
they spit [C] through broken teeth. _
A bloodstain is [G] your ticket, _ [D] one way down Beazley Street.
[Dm] In the cheat seats where murder breeds, [Am] somebody runs out of breath. _ _
[Dm] Sleep is a [C] luxury, [F] they don't need it, it's [Am] a sneak preview of death. _ _
[Dm] _ _ Belladonna is your flower, _
[Am] _ _ manslaughter your meat. _
[C] _ Spend a year [G] in a couple of hours on [D] the edge of [G] Beazley Street. _ _
[Dm] _ People turn to poison quick as [Am] lager turns to piss. _ _
[Dm] _ _ Sweethearts are physically sick [Am] _ every time they kiss. _
[Dm] It's a _ _ sociologist's paradise, _
[Am] _ each day repeats. _ _
[C] Uneasy, cheesy, [G] greasy, queasy, [D] _ [G] beastly, Beazley Street.
_ [D] _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _