British Bombs - Declan Mckenna | Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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F | B | F | B 
F

[Pre-Verse]
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F#  | F | F# | F | F# | F | F# 
G#m | B 
C#

[Verse 1]
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F#
  Great snakes, are we moving already?
                                              G#m
Good gravy, did you say it cost a penny or two   for you?
Well, talking 'bout the bad starts
B
 My baby brother has already got a gas mask
F#
  'Cause it's a good oldfashioned landslide
                       G#m
Killing with your hands   tied
                          B
In the homemade rope, set sail
                             C#
Babe, we read it in The Mail,  no hope now

[Chorus (1)]
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F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun
Great acting, it's good what you tell 'em
G#m
   Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
 Great British bombs in the Yemen

[Verse 2]
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F#
Why does it seem
             G#m
A fever dream   for all?
        B
The call you made to me
           F#
You said I fear
One day each year, I worry
We shall remember the dead
G#m                           B                        C#
   And we'll remember the dead so they know that we're sorry
But then carry on

[Chorus (2)]
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F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun
Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
   Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
 Great British bombs in the Yemen
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun
Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
   Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
 Great British bombs in the Yemen

[Verse 3]
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F#    F#
  How could it be the money? It's the vote that matters to me
You say you're hungry, but you won't eat the caraway seed
G#m
   Doesn't matter in the wreckage, what should you say?
C#
  Well, I found myself a little peckish last Tuesday
F#
  This is what you signed up for, no questions
                                                   G#m
Reckon we could offer peacetime from weapons conventions
                                          C#
Well, it's on the table, but it's no game,  can't you hear
All our worries for fear, carry on



[Bridge]
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F#
  It's a good oldfashioned landslide
                       G#m
Killing with your hands   tied
                          B
In the homemade rope, set sail
Babe, we read it in The Mail, no hope now
F#
  And it's a total fucking whitewash
                        G#m
The people that we might   squash
                             B
And move from home soil, set sail
                                   F#
For wherever the fuck got oil this time
And if it's not a fucking war crime
                          G#m
It's a total waste of your   time
And getting so much worse
    B
Get real, kid, your country's been at war since birth now
F#                                                       G#m
  And if it's not a fucking outrage, what's it all about,   babe?
Now, it’s one on one
      B
Great Britain's gonna tell you where it all went wrong and then carry on

[Chorus (3)]
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F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun
Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
   Great Britain won't stand for felons
B
 Great British bombs in the Yemen
F#
  Great way to fool me again, hun
Great acting, it's great what you tell 'em
G#m
   Great Britain won't stand for felons
B                             Bm
 Great British bombs in the Yemen