The Builder Chords by Kevin Bloody Wilson

This song's a true story. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ School holidays were dragging on and he was getting [E] really bored.
[A] And his mum had started [E] popping pills, she was climbing [B] up the wall.
[E] So when he asked her could he go across the building site and play,
she just popped another pill and just said,
don't get in the way.
_ So he chucked his little tool box in [A] his billy cart and [E] left.
While [A] his mum knocked up a cuppa, [Gb] laced with [B] Valium and Bex.
[E] She needed all the help she could [A] to cope with [E] holidays.
But the pills and powders weren't enough when he got back from play and said,
I _ _ want to be a fucking builder when I grow up.
_ And build fucking houses [Gb] everywhere.
Millions [B] of the tons.
[E] A brickie or a chippie, hey mum, I don't give a fuck.
I just want to be a fucking builder when I grow up.
Yeah.
[F] _ _
It seemed the sawn off shit had listened to [Bb] the builders [F] while they worked.
And it remembered everything.
[G] Word for [C] fucking word.
And [F] his shell-shocked mum just sat there as he went on to explain,
[Bb] how some wanker lost the [C] fucking plans and found the [F] cunts again.
And how some dickhead missed the fucking nail [Bb] and hit his fucking [F] thumb.
And how they shaved a Mickey whisker off [G] the door [C] to close the thumb.
And his voice [F] was so excited.
Best fun he'd ever had.
[Bb] And can I go back tomorrow [C] mum?
Can't wait till I [F] tell dad how I want to be a fucking builder when I grow up.
_ And build fucking houses everywhere.
[G] Millions of the [C] tons.
[F] A brickie or a chippie, really, I don't give a fuck.
I just [Bb] want to be a fucking builder [F] when I grow up.
_ _ [G] _ _
His mum was scoffing scotch and sedatives [C] and propped against [G] the fridge.
And when his dad got home she dribbled,
tell your [A] father [D] what you said.
So the [G] young bloke gave his dad a serve.
[C] The air was turning [G] blue.
Fuck the weather, fuck the [D] foreman, hey dad, fuck [G] the unions too. _
_ _ _ _ His old man turned fucking purple and [C] his old body started [G] to twitch.
Until [C] finally [G] he exploded.
[A] Go and get a [D] switch.
But the [G] young bloke sat there, shook his head.
[C] No way mate, I've knocked off.
And now you can [G] go and get rooted, [D] that's a fuck [G] electrician's job.
I just want to be a fucking builder when I grow up.
_ And build fucking houses everywhere.
[A] Millions of the tons.
A brickie or a chippie, not a sparkie, go get fucked.
[C] I just want to be a [G] fucking builder when I grow up.
_ Yeah, I just want to be a fucking builder when I grow up.
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