Chords for Chumbawamba: Invasion
Tempo:
84.2 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
C
G
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
The best ones [Dm] are greedy, we consume and [D] ignore.
The landlords got hunger and military control.
They say equal [Dm] balance is a master [D] plan.
One gets rich from the other's plans.
[Bm] We all [C#] know
[D] the rules.
[C#m]
[D] It's not your work [C] out for Central America.
[D] And it's not your work out for Africa.
The other leaders who we [C] believe fits in are the ones [D] consumed.
And give them out for spank.
90's are shadowed in the U.N..A. We'll never meet Moulton, McAuliffe, Hayes. Make a fuss, you and the Lord Bill of Leeds. There's nothing new, Capcom for what's brewing. Bill of Tackle has [C] been fenced from his stomach. [D] The diners are sold as a [C] weapon. Workers in [F#m] quire are knocking out the [A] names of blood on their frowns. [A] The drinking in East West [G] is [D] misused lounge. The ones being loyal are Aston Ferrita, Coca [C#m]-Cola, Offsense and Unilever. All punching lads off to the glamorous West. Expand the [B] company, expand the [D] rest. [G] [A] [D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
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[D] [G] [A]
[D] You're [Am] not isolated [G] by distance. [A] You're [G] blinded by our racist history. [A] Just [D] for a while, we'll [A] move away. Still [G] impossible, [A] we'll be not part [D] of the fight. [A] [G] [A] [D] It's we who've got [A] this history. [G] We who've got [A] the money tree. [D] We support [A] the companies. [G] We store [A] the colonies. [D] [A] [G] [A] And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. [D] [C#] [C] [Bm]
[D] [C#m] [Cm] [Bm]
[D] [C#m] [C] [G]
[D] [C#] [C] [G]
[D] [C#] [C] [Bm]
[D] [C] [B]
[D] [C#] [C] [Bm]
[D] With a mission and a check-up, promising [C] aid. Bolting for the [Bm] camera, the assassination [D] campaign. Inductive [A] control and the terrible [C] drought. And the way that the [Bm] West will bail them out. They're [A] not smiling at Tarp and Dixon. A miserable end, [C] an American wincer. [C#m] Sending aid, with [D] no no-strain. If they [A] want their hearts, they throw it back in. Made in [C] the wild, American style. Salads on my neck-plates, behind these [A] smiles. Back of the investors, [C] with the military [A] team. They can't listen, they [C] forget they're wealthy. [C#] [D] Of the [C#] multinational myths, a [B] beginning for fall. But I want aid, they want control. And if we really [G#] want to see the third world, then. We've got the seasons, they're wrapping on the high-spring. Back the barriers of [C] torture, and they dictate my [D] life. Resistance to assuming of the other half-life. And the answer to our question of jealousy. No more profit, human top priority. So let me talk to Sheldon, [Bm] no one questions [D] me. And you fucking old [A] god-friendly. [Em] [G] [C] [Em]
[B] [C] [F#] [Em]
[B] [C] [F#] [Em] [D]
[C] [Em]
[D#] [Bm] [N]
The landlords got hunger and military control.
They say equal [Dm] balance is a master [D] plan.
One gets rich from the other's plans.
[Bm] We all [C#] know
[D] the rules.
[C#m]
[D] It's not your work [C] out for Central America.
[D] And it's not your work out for Africa.
The other leaders who we [C] believe fits in are the ones [D] consumed.
And give them out for spank.
90's are shadowed in the U.N..A. We'll never meet Moulton, McAuliffe, Hayes. Make a fuss, you and the Lord Bill of Leeds. There's nothing new, Capcom for what's brewing. Bill of Tackle has [C] been fenced from his stomach. [D] The diners are sold as a [C] weapon. Workers in [F#m] quire are knocking out the [A] names of blood on their frowns. [A] The drinking in East West [G] is [D] misused lounge. The ones being loyal are Aston Ferrita, Coca [C#m]-Cola, Offsense and Unilever. All punching lads off to the glamorous West. Expand the [B] company, expand the [D] rest. [G] [A] [D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [G] [A]
[D] You're [Am] not isolated [G] by distance. [A] You're [G] blinded by our racist history. [A] Just [D] for a while, we'll [A] move away. Still [G] impossible, [A] we'll be not part [D] of the fight. [A] [G] [A] [D] It's we who've got [A] this history. [G] We who've got [A] the money tree. [D] We support [A] the companies. [G] We store [A] the colonies. [D] [A] [G] [A] And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. [D] [C#] [C] [Bm]
[D] [C#m] [Cm] [Bm]
[D] [C#m] [C] [G]
[D] [C#] [C] [G]
[D] [C#] [C] [Bm]
[D] [C] [B]
[D] [C#] [C] [Bm]
[D] With a mission and a check-up, promising [C] aid. Bolting for the [Bm] camera, the assassination [D] campaign. Inductive [A] control and the terrible [C] drought. And the way that the [Bm] West will bail them out. They're [A] not smiling at Tarp and Dixon. A miserable end, [C] an American wincer. [C#m] Sending aid, with [D] no no-strain. If they [A] want their hearts, they throw it back in. Made in [C] the wild, American style. Salads on my neck-plates, behind these [A] smiles. Back of the investors, [C] with the military [A] team. They can't listen, they [C] forget they're wealthy. [C#] [D] Of the [C#] multinational myths, a [B] beginning for fall. But I want aid, they want control. And if we really [G#] want to see the third world, then. We've got the seasons, they're wrapping on the high-spring. Back the barriers of [C] torture, and they dictate my [D] life. Resistance to assuming of the other half-life. And the answer to our question of jealousy. No more profit, human top priority. So let me talk to Sheldon, [Bm] no one questions [D] me. And you fucking old [A] god-friendly. [Em] [G] [C] [Em]
[B] [C] [F#] [Em]
[B] [C] [F#] [Em] [D]
[C] [Em]
[D#] [Bm] [N]
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_ _ _ The best ones [Dm] are greedy, we consume and [D] ignore.
The landlords got hunger and military control.
They say equal [Dm] balance is a master [D] plan.
One gets rich from the other's plans. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] We all [C#] know _
_ [D] _ the rules.
_ _ [C#m] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ It's not your work [C] out for Central America.
[D] And it's not your work out for Africa.
The other leaders who we [C] believe fits in are the ones [D] consumed.
And give them out for spank.
_ 90's are shadowed in the U.N..A. We'll never meet Moulton, McAuliffe, Hayes. Make a fuss, you and the Lord Bill of Leeds. There's nothing new, Capcom for what's brewing. Bill of Tackle has [C] been fenced from his stomach. [D] The diners are sold as a [C] weapon. Workers in [F#m] quire are knocking out the [A] names of blood on their frowns. [A] The drinking in East West [G] is [D] misused lounge. The ones being loyal are Aston Ferrita, Coca [C#m]-Cola, Offsense and Unilever. All punching lads off to the glamorous West. Expand the [B] company, expand the [D] rest. _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] You're [Am] not isolated [G] by distance. [A] You're [G] blinded by our racist history. _ [A] Just [D] for a while, we'll [A] move away. Still [G] impossible, [A] we'll be not part [D] of the fight. _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ [D] It's we who've got [A] this history. [G] We who've got [A] the money tree. [D] We support [A] the companies. [G] We store [A] the colonies. [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. [D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bm] _
[D] With a mission and a check-up, promising [C] aid. Bolting for the [Bm] camera, the assassination [D] campaign. Inductive [A] control and the terrible [C] drought. And the way that the [Bm] West will bail them out. They're [A] not smiling at Tarp and Dixon. A miserable end, [C] an American wincer. [C#m] Sending aid, with [D] no no-strain. If they [A] want their hearts, they throw it back in. Made in [C] the wild, American style. Salads on my neck-plates, behind these [A] smiles. Back of the investors, [C] with the military [A] team. They can't listen, they [C] forget they're wealthy. [C#] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Of the [C#] multinational myths, a [B] beginning for fall. But I want aid, they want control. And if we really [G#] want to see the third world, then. We've got the seasons, they're wrapping on the high-spring. Back the barriers of [C] torture, and they dictate my [D] life. Resistance to assuming of the other half-life. And the answer to our question of jealousy. No more profit, human top priority. So let me talk to Sheldon, [Bm] no one questions [D] me. And you fucking old [A] god-friendly. _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [C] _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _ _
[B] _ [C] _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [N] _ _ _
The landlords got hunger and military control.
They say equal [Dm] balance is a master [D] plan.
One gets rich from the other's plans. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] We all [C#] know _
_ [D] _ the rules.
_ _ [C#m] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ It's not your work [C] out for Central America.
[D] And it's not your work out for Africa.
The other leaders who we [C] believe fits in are the ones [D] consumed.
And give them out for spank.
_ 90's are shadowed in the U.N..A. We'll never meet Moulton, McAuliffe, Hayes. Make a fuss, you and the Lord Bill of Leeds. There's nothing new, Capcom for what's brewing. Bill of Tackle has [C] been fenced from his stomach. [D] The diners are sold as a [C] weapon. Workers in [F#m] quire are knocking out the [A] names of blood on their frowns. [A] The drinking in East West [G] is [D] misused lounge. The ones being loyal are Aston Ferrita, Coca [C#m]-Cola, Offsense and Unilever. All punching lads off to the glamorous West. Expand the [B] company, expand the [D] rest. _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[D] You're [Am] not isolated [G] by distance. [A] You're [G] blinded by our racist history. _ [A] Just [D] for a while, we'll [A] move away. Still [G] impossible, [A] we'll be not part [D] of the fight. _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ [D] It's we who've got [A] this history. [G] We who've got [A] the money tree. [D] We support [A] the companies. [G] We store [A] the colonies. [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. And [D] when the system starts [A] to crack. [G] We'll have to be ready [A] to give it all back. [D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bm] _
[D] With a mission and a check-up, promising [C] aid. Bolting for the [Bm] camera, the assassination [D] campaign. Inductive [A] control and the terrible [C] drought. And the way that the [Bm] West will bail them out. They're [A] not smiling at Tarp and Dixon. A miserable end, [C] an American wincer. [C#m] Sending aid, with [D] no no-strain. If they [A] want their hearts, they throw it back in. Made in [C] the wild, American style. Salads on my neck-plates, behind these [A] smiles. Back of the investors, [C] with the military [A] team. They can't listen, they [C] forget they're wealthy. [C#] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ Of the [C#] multinational myths, a [B] beginning for fall. But I want aid, they want control. And if we really [G#] want to see the third world, then. We've got the seasons, they're wrapping on the high-spring. Back the barriers of [C] torture, and they dictate my [D] life. Resistance to assuming of the other half-life. And the answer to our question of jealousy. No more profit, human top priority. So let me talk to Sheldon, [Bm] no one questions [D] me. And you fucking old [A] god-friendly. _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [C] _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _ _
[B] _ [C] _ _ [F#] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[D#] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [N] _ _ _