Chords for Mackenzy Mackay - London (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
137.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
D
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so [G] poetic and life is a madness.
[D] London is pretty, the city is bad, the [Am] city is boring.
[Em] Call him up home and he's live, days I go by and they [G] swallow the time.
Spend hours [D] up by the river at night, sippin' on [C] wine, always red over white.
Making a [Em] supper, the offee of course, grabbing a couple of [G] drinks for the ride.
Hop on the tube and I'm lining the doors, linking the gang and we're making a vibe.
[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the [Bm] city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness.
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring.
[Em] Someone's gotta write these [G] waves and the man can't tell me the feeling's [Dm] fake.
And the price is rising, the bill's still [C] racing, high as fuck and they won't quit [Em] taking.
I'm too slow, shoot [G] high like I might take a minute, make it seem like [D] patience.
People up there don't do their life cuss so I [E] pick them off while I'm in my pub [Em] bed.
I'll take the night by [G] storm and I'll roam with the gang on the late one.
[Bm] I'll make it vanish, I'll [C] take light, blacken it, leave in the streets.
I'll [Em] take off life with inflation, everything [G] raised by the work of the wage,
got government's name and they'd rather see a mother running kids on the pavement
than have a [Em] mispayment.
Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness.
London is pretty, the city is bad, the city [C] is boring.
[A] I love London,
[D] I [G] love London,
[Am] [Em]
[D] I love [Em] London.
Said I'm in London, I'm loving the city, I'm [G] loving the heat from the sun when it shines.
Billing a suit and I'm [D] smoking it silly, the [C] higher the grade, well the redder the eyes.
[Em] Finding a spot we can chill in, the nicer the [D#] view, the more quiet, the better the [D] fine.
People I see in these streets, I don't [C] wonder if any of them look like mine.
[Em] People coming and going, [G] who know you can never know?
Have a guess what the [D] future might hold.
Whatever it means and whatever the [Em] reason, I don't even care anymore.
Hold [G] up my phone on the road, try not to worry at [Bm] all.
Whatever [C] I'm dealing with, keeping a feeling of [Em] mine.
I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness.
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring.
The city is boring.
[E] [Bm] [Em]
[D] The [C] city is boring.
[E] [G]
The city is boring.
The city is boring.
[N] Cheers, bro.
[G]
[Am] [Cm]
[G] [C#] [F] [Am]
[C] [G]
[F] [N]
London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so [G] poetic and life is a madness.
[D] London is pretty, the city is bad, the [Am] city is boring.
[Em] Call him up home and he's live, days I go by and they [G] swallow the time.
Spend hours [D] up by the river at night, sippin' on [C] wine, always red over white.
Making a [Em] supper, the offee of course, grabbing a couple of [G] drinks for the ride.
Hop on the tube and I'm lining the doors, linking the gang and we're making a vibe.
[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the [Bm] city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness.
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring.
[Em] Someone's gotta write these [G] waves and the man can't tell me the feeling's [Dm] fake.
And the price is rising, the bill's still [C] racing, high as fuck and they won't quit [Em] taking.
I'm too slow, shoot [G] high like I might take a minute, make it seem like [D] patience.
People up there don't do their life cuss so I [E] pick them off while I'm in my pub [Em] bed.
I'll take the night by [G] storm and I'll roam with the gang on the late one.
[Bm] I'll make it vanish, I'll [C] take light, blacken it, leave in the streets.
I'll [Em] take off life with inflation, everything [G] raised by the work of the wage,
got government's name and they'd rather see a mother running kids on the pavement
than have a [Em] mispayment.
Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness.
London is pretty, the city is bad, the city [C] is boring.
[A] I love London,
[D] I [G] love London,
[Am] [Em]
[D] I love [Em] London.
Said I'm in London, I'm loving the city, I'm [G] loving the heat from the sun when it shines.
Billing a suit and I'm [D] smoking it silly, the [C] higher the grade, well the redder the eyes.
[Em] Finding a spot we can chill in, the nicer the [D#] view, the more quiet, the better the [D] fine.
People I see in these streets, I don't [C] wonder if any of them look like mine.
[Em] People coming and going, [G] who know you can never know?
Have a guess what the [D] future might hold.
Whatever it means and whatever the [Em] reason, I don't even care anymore.
Hold [G] up my phone on the road, try not to worry at [Bm] all.
Whatever [C] I'm dealing with, keeping a feeling of [Em] mine.
I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness.
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring.
The city is boring.
[E] [Bm] [Em]
[D] The [C] city is boring.
[E] [G]
The city is boring.
The city is boring.
[N] Cheers, bro.
[G]
[Am] [Cm]
[G] [C#] [F] [Am]
[C] [G]
[F] [N]
Key:
G
Em
C
D
Bm
G
Em
C
[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so [G] poetic and life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, the city is bad, the [Am] city is boring. _
[Em] Call him up home and he's live, days I go by and they [G] swallow the time.
Spend hours [D] up by the river at night, sippin' on [C] wine, always red over white.
Making a [Em] supper, the offee of course, grabbing a couple of [G] drinks for the ride.
Hop on the tube and I'm lining the doors, linking the gang and we're making a vibe.
[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the [Bm] city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring. _
_ [Em] _ Someone's gotta write these [G] waves and the man can't tell me the feeling's [Dm] fake.
And the price is rising, the bill's still [C] racing, high as fuck and they won't quit [Em] taking.
I'm too slow, shoot [G] high like I might take a minute, make it seem like [D] patience.
People up there don't do their life cuss so I [E] pick them off while I'm in my pub [Em] bed.
I'll take the night by [G] storm and I'll roam with the gang on the late one.
[Bm] I'll make it vanish, I'll [C] take light, blacken it, leave in the streets.
I'll [Em] take off life with inflation, everything [G] raised by the work of the wage,
got government's name and they'd rather see a mother running kids on the pavement
than have a [Em] mispayment.
Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness. _
London is pretty, the city is bad, the city [C] is boring. _
_ _ [A] I love _ London, _
_ _ [D] I [G] love London, _
_ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ I love [Em] London. _ _
Said I'm in London, I'm loving the city, I'm [G] loving the heat from the sun when it shines.
Billing a suit and I'm [D] smoking it silly, the [C] higher the grade, well the redder the eyes.
[Em] Finding a spot we can chill in, the nicer the [D#] view, the more quiet, the better the [D] fine.
People I see in these streets, I don't [C] wonder if any of them look like mine.
[Em] People coming and going, [G] who know you can never know?
Have a guess what the [D] future might hold.
Whatever it means and whatever the [Em] reason, I don't even care anymore.
Hold [G] up my phone on the road, try not to worry at [Bm] all.
Whatever [C] I'm dealing with, keeping a feeling of [Em] mine.
I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring.
The city is boring.
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[D] The [C] city is boring. _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
The city is boring.
_ The city is boring.
[N] _ _ _ Cheers, bro. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C#] _ [F] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so [G] poetic and life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, the city is bad, the [Am] city is boring. _
[Em] Call him up home and he's live, days I go by and they [G] swallow the time.
Spend hours [D] up by the river at night, sippin' on [C] wine, always red over white.
Making a [Em] supper, the offee of course, grabbing a couple of [G] drinks for the ride.
Hop on the tube and I'm lining the doors, linking the gang and we're making a vibe.
[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the [Bm] city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring. _
_ [Em] _ Someone's gotta write these [G] waves and the man can't tell me the feeling's [Dm] fake.
And the price is rising, the bill's still [C] racing, high as fuck and they won't quit [Em] taking.
I'm too slow, shoot [G] high like I might take a minute, make it seem like [D] patience.
People up there don't do their life cuss so I [E] pick them off while I'm in my pub [Em] bed.
I'll take the night by [G] storm and I'll roam with the gang on the late one.
[Bm] I'll make it vanish, I'll [C] take light, blacken it, leave in the streets.
I'll [Em] take off life with inflation, everything [G] raised by the work of the wage,
got government's name and they'd rather see a mother running kids on the pavement
than have a [Em] mispayment.
Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A [Em] cup with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness. _
London is pretty, the city is bad, the city [C] is boring. _
_ _ [A] I love _ London, _
_ _ [D] I [G] love London, _
_ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ I love [Em] London. _ _
Said I'm in London, I'm loving the city, I'm [G] loving the heat from the sun when it shines.
Billing a suit and I'm [D] smoking it silly, the [C] higher the grade, well the redder the eyes.
[Em] Finding a spot we can chill in, the nicer the [D#] view, the more quiet, the better the [D] fine.
People I see in these streets, I don't [C] wonder if any of them look like mine.
[Em] People coming and going, [G] who know you can never know?
Have a guess what the [D] future might hold.
Whatever it means and whatever the [Em] reason, I don't even care anymore.
Hold [G] up my phone on the road, try not to worry at [Bm] all.
Whatever [C] I'm dealing with, keeping a feeling of [Em] mine.
I'm in London, Brixton, Damling, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, the city is tricky, the [C] city is cold.
A cup [Em] with a headache and I'm so poetic and [G] life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, the [Bm] city is bad, the [C] city is boring.
The city is boring.
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[D] The [C] city is boring. _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
The city is boring.
_ The city is boring.
[N] _ _ _ Cheers, bro. _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [C#] _ [F] _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _