Chords for Booze & Glory - "London Skinhead Crew" - Official Video (HD)
Tempo:
129.8 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
D
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm a growing bubble, breathing bubble, in the air, united, united!
[C] Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, [G] grooves, castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end [F] streets, like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
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[C] [G] You can go bustin' [F] fine, but we are still [G] about, hangin' [F]
sunny [C] in all this grime.
[F] This is life, I tell you, it's [C] a way [F] of [G] life, got it all [C] there, but we won't give up.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
[G] Football's Saturday, [F] guns in Sunday [G] night, and we are [C] skin again, but we don't care.
Sweat off the stroke every year, [F] I don't [G] mind, skinhead reggae [F] beat, [C] it's your brother.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C] bubbles.
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[C] We're [D] that last generation, with no much left to lose, wearing shiny brogues and tight [Bb] suits.
[E] [F] All we want is [C] building real, [F] bags and boots, [G] and crazy [F] skinheads, gals and [C] monkey boots.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
Cos we got nothing else to do, [F] love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C]
bubbles.
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[C] Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, [G] grooves, castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end [F] streets, like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
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[C]
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[C] [G] You can go bustin' [F] fine, but we are still [G] about, hangin' [F]
sunny [C] in all this grime.
[F] This is life, I tell you, it's [C] a way [F] of [G] life, got it all [C] there, but we won't give up.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
[G] Football's Saturday, [F] guns in Sunday [G] night, and we are [C] skin again, but we don't care.
Sweat off the stroke every year, [F] I don't [G] mind, skinhead reggae [F] beat, [C] it's your brother.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C] bubbles.
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[C] We're [D] that last generation, with no much left to lose, wearing shiny brogues and tight [Bb] suits.
[E] [F] All we want is [C] building real, [F] bags and boots, [G] and crazy [F] skinheads, gals and [C] monkey boots.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
Cos we got nothing else to do, [F] love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C]
bubbles.
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[N]
Key:
C
F
G
D
Bb
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_ _ _ I'm a growing _ _ bubble, breathing bubble, in the air, united, _ _ united! _
_ _ _ _ [C] Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, [G] grooves, castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end [F] streets, like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles. _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] You can go bustin' [F] fine, but we are still [G] about, hangin' [F]
sunny [C] in all this grime.
_ [F] This is life, I tell you, it's [C] a way [F] of [G] life, got it all [C] there, but we won't give up.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing _ bubbles.
[G] _ Football's Saturday, [F] guns in Sunday [G] night, and we are [C] skin again, but we don't care.
_ Sweat off the stroke every year, [F] I don't [G] mind, skinhead reggae [F] beat, [C] it's your brother.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C] bubbles. _ _ _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ We're [D] that last generation, with no much left to lose, wearing shiny brogues and tight [Bb] suits.
_ [E] _ [F] All we want is [C] building real, [F] bags and boots, [G] and crazy [F] skinheads, gals and [C] monkey boots.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
Cos we got nothing else to do, [F] love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, _ _ _ [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C]
bubbles. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [C] Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, [G] grooves, castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end [F] streets, like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles. _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] You can go bustin' [F] fine, but we are still [G] about, hangin' [F]
sunny [C] in all this grime.
_ [F] This is life, I tell you, it's [C] a way [F] of [G] life, got it all [C] there, but we won't give up.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy [C] coves full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing _ bubbles.
[G] _ Football's Saturday, [F] guns in Sunday [G] night, and we are [C] skin again, but we don't care.
_ Sweat off the stroke every year, [F] I don't [G] mind, skinhead reggae [F] beat, [C] it's your brother.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C] bubbles. _ _ _ _
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_ [C] _ _ _ We're [D] that last generation, with no much left to lose, wearing shiny brogues and tight [Bb] suits.
_ [E] _ [F] All we want is [C] building real, [F] bags and boots, [G] and crazy [F] skinheads, gals and [C] monkey boots.
Cos we got nothing else to [F] do, love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, [G] drinking beer and forever [C] blowing bubbles.
Cos we got nothing else to do, [F] love those skinheads, grooves, [G] castalou, scrumpy coves [C] full of trouble.
We grew up on the dead end streets, [F] like a thief, full of drink, _ _ _ [G] drinking beer and forever blowing [C]
bubbles. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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