The Great Escape Chords & Lyrics by I Am Kloot
The Great Escape
guitar chords lyrics
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The Great Escape - I Am Kloot
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By: dr_silverrose
Originally performed by John Bramwell, the I Am Kloot lead guitar/vocalist, under the
name Johnny Dangerously. Can be found on I Am Kloot's Album "B", a B-side compilation
album, released 2009. Featured prominently in the 2003 BBC Comedy Early Doors, Series 2,
Episode 5.
This is a very simple song with standard chords and strumming, easy to learn, fun to
sing and play.
Standard tuning
C x32010
Dm xx0231
G 320033
F xx3211
Capo 4
C Dm G C
You were born with football boots and a suntan complexion
F Dm G
You once thought that on reflection, I've really got it made
C Dm G C
You shrugged and smiled and made the usual excuses
F Dm G C
You suffered small abuses, and settled for their pay
F Dm G C
You want to learn to live like an aristocrat
F Dm G
But your girlfriend's earrings well they soon put pay to that
F Dm G C
and if the whole world came crashing, down around your ears
F Dm G
You could dream of stucco wallpaper and crystal chandeliers
C Dm G C
You cashed in your cards, you want to buy some glamour
F Dm G
You really are enamoured, with that new soap on a rope
C Dm G C
A thousand fat comedians came in disguised as clerics
F Dm G
They got you in hysterics, and walked off with your soul
F Dm G C
and with that cheapskate, royalty, you get your flag and wave
F Dm G
Well I've seen you on TV grinning at the motorcade
F Dm G
C
Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, we'll string them up like drapes
F Dm G
And I'll ride around like Steve McQueen in The Great Escape
C Dm G C
You hung around too long, your mother read your letters
F Dm G
You grinned like a go-getter, come and got and gone
C Dm G C
The time the morning slips, blends into the wallpaper
F Dm G
and once you could escape her, but where did you go wrong
F Dm G C
and your father's at the factory that makes money selling guns
F Dm G
That fought the wars that spent the lives of other peoples sons
F Dm G
C
Pretty soon we'll hang the traitors, we'll string them up like drapes
F Dm G
And I'll ride around like Steve McQueen in The Great Escape
C Dm G C
You were born with football boots and a suntan complexion
F Dm G C
You once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made
F Dm G C
You once thought that on reflection, you'd really got it made
F Dm G
C
You once thought that on reflection, oh yeah, I've really got it made
