Cartoon Dad Chords by Jim Bob

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[Bb] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ I thought the streets were paved with gold _ _ I [Am] always thought my fortune flowed _
[Bb] All along the River Thames [C] From Westminster to Southend [F] into the sea
I _ _ _ thought I'd find it at the heart [C] _ _ [F] Of every [Am] garden and Royal Park _ _
[Bb] Where money grows on trees [C] Beneath the moon that's made [F] of [F] cheese _ _ _ _ _
But the ground beneath my feet Was just tarmac and concrete
The [Bb] road sticking to my converse As it melted in the heat
[C] Of a muggy Monday morning Through the smog of global warming
[F] The sun would not be blocked By any dream bought from a shop
On a busy London high street That looked just like any other
[Bb] As it was filmed from every angle For a voyeuristic big brother
[C] The opening of another Tesco Metro supermarket
[F] Girls leaving the body shop For the nearest Golden Arches
And if a horror film or snuff movie Was captured on the cameras
It could [Bb] be used in court as evidence Which didn't mean much to the families
[C] In a crematorium where the left side Of the stereo wasn't working
[Bb] For the song that played as it conveyed [C] The coffin through the curtains
_ _ I [F] thought the streets were paved with gold _ _ I [Am] always thought my fortune flowed
_ _ _ [Bb] All along the River Thames [C] From Westminster to Southend [F] into the sea
I _ _ _ thought I'd find it at the heart _ _ Of [Am] every garden and Royal Park
_ _ _ [Bb] Where money grows on trees [C] Beneath the moon that's made of [F] [G] cheese _ _
_ _ _ [F] Using all my cartoon superpower I scaled the face of St.
Stephen's [Bb] Tower
And looking down across my manor Unfurled my stupid [C] protest banner
The tourists watching from the wheel With their camera phones and Happy [F] Meals
Suspected a PR stunt And secretly they hoped I'd jump
And break my neck but not be killed On the electric fence that had just been [Bb] built
If we keep the terrorists at bay Well maybe they'll just go away
[C] And leave us to mount our challenge To all the Americans who thought
Our [G] service will never be as lousy As the service in New [F] York
Fifteen minutes to the hour I'd climb down from St.
Stephen's Tower
For cigarettes and Lucozade With the police and the fire [C] brigade
Dr.
Samuel Johnson, you were very nearly right [Bb] I was tired of London [C] but I was never tired of life _ _ _
[F] Mighty Mouse is on his way _ _ Here [Am] I come to save the day _ _ _
[Bb] From the Tower of Big Ben [C] Flying south across the Thames
Faster than the speed of sound _ _ High [Am] above the underground _ _
_ [Bb] With my supermarket bag Just [C] another cartoon dad in London [F] town _ _
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