Chords for Everyone You Know - Do You Miss Raving?
Tempo:
63.3 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Eb
A
D
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Do you miss raving?
Do [A] you miss misbehaving?
Staying out late, getting wasted and wasting your money [Eb] on brandy and Jaegers, locally famous.
Don't drive A-classes, them lot are class A-takers.
After-party invaders, doorman [Gm] won't let your mates in.
20-man fight, jawbreakers, now the police want [Bb] statements.
Nobody says names or points out faces when they get inside with [Eb] the bases.
Girls look nice in their new high heels and the lads feel hard in their favourite trainers.
Being in [Am] the queue for a while now, everybody getting impatient.
[Gm] But when you get inside man it's worth it, tunes are perfect, spend that [D] money, you earn it.
You deserve that Burberry shirt that you bought last week to [C] impress that girl with livid.
Who wants to leave before the night's finished?
Tell your [Eb] girlfriend you'll be home in a minute, then bag [Gm] that Guinness.
Ask where the gin is, when they get the women back to the virgin.
And who's winning, [G] who's winning, that's standard.
Swap that cigarette and bag that champagne, pose for the cameras.
DJ's playing them anthems, all with [Cm] their hands up.
Do it for the grandma, the grandma stands up, drinks it, drank up.
Yeah that's the [D] plan, but
Yeah that's the [Ab] plan, but fuck it.
Yeah that's the plan, but [D] fuck it.
Nah brother you're buzzing, back to the bar, who's coming?
Friends says get me a rum in, you rummage through pockets and wallets.
To try find something to pay for your bud, but you [Ab] can't find nothing.
It's another night clubbing, fight on the dance floor.
Dormant, [Bb] rushing, you're still rushing.
Hard lads wanna fight, nah they're bluffing.
Too much [G] pushing and shoving, man fuck him, he's stuck in the queue for the smokers.
All you laugh at the [D] lads who oppose us.
Lads with a little bit of money get bottles and raving.
And who sway [C] gloaters, chat to the part that's hopeless.
Quite a bunch of jokers, [A] weekend overloaders.
Got Monday [Dm] morning, you'll all be sober.
Well you [Gm] hope so don't ya?
Then the lights come on, it's all over.
Looking for an after, [A] somewhere to go.
But you can't find no one you know at the moment.
Look through your contacts, [Eb] try get a motive.
Order an Uber and dip, everyone knows you ain't new to this shit.
Get to the afters, move to a chick.
The vibes alright, but the [Gm] music is shit.
You lot are on you, pour the gin but can't find the [A] tonic.
Your girlfriend calls you again, like where the fuck are you?
You should be [Eb] honest, I'm talking volume.
You said you loved [Cm] her, you made a promise.
So be a miserable.
Course you do, [Gm] you love it.
[Bb] [Gm]
[Dm] [Gm]
[N]
Do [A] you miss misbehaving?
Staying out late, getting wasted and wasting your money [Eb] on brandy and Jaegers, locally famous.
Don't drive A-classes, them lot are class A-takers.
After-party invaders, doorman [Gm] won't let your mates in.
20-man fight, jawbreakers, now the police want [Bb] statements.
Nobody says names or points out faces when they get inside with [Eb] the bases.
Girls look nice in their new high heels and the lads feel hard in their favourite trainers.
Being in [Am] the queue for a while now, everybody getting impatient.
[Gm] But when you get inside man it's worth it, tunes are perfect, spend that [D] money, you earn it.
You deserve that Burberry shirt that you bought last week to [C] impress that girl with livid.
Who wants to leave before the night's finished?
Tell your [Eb] girlfriend you'll be home in a minute, then bag [Gm] that Guinness.
Ask where the gin is, when they get the women back to the virgin.
And who's winning, [G] who's winning, that's standard.
Swap that cigarette and bag that champagne, pose for the cameras.
DJ's playing them anthems, all with [Cm] their hands up.
Do it for the grandma, the grandma stands up, drinks it, drank up.
Yeah that's the [D] plan, but
Yeah that's the [Ab] plan, but fuck it.
Yeah that's the plan, but [D] fuck it.
Nah brother you're buzzing, back to the bar, who's coming?
Friends says get me a rum in, you rummage through pockets and wallets.
To try find something to pay for your bud, but you [Ab] can't find nothing.
It's another night clubbing, fight on the dance floor.
Dormant, [Bb] rushing, you're still rushing.
Hard lads wanna fight, nah they're bluffing.
Too much [G] pushing and shoving, man fuck him, he's stuck in the queue for the smokers.
All you laugh at the [D] lads who oppose us.
Lads with a little bit of money get bottles and raving.
And who sway [C] gloaters, chat to the part that's hopeless.
Quite a bunch of jokers, [A] weekend overloaders.
Got Monday [Dm] morning, you'll all be sober.
Well you [Gm] hope so don't ya?
Then the lights come on, it's all over.
Looking for an after, [A] somewhere to go.
But you can't find no one you know at the moment.
Look through your contacts, [Eb] try get a motive.
Order an Uber and dip, everyone knows you ain't new to this shit.
Get to the afters, move to a chick.
The vibes alright, but the [Gm] music is shit.
You lot are on you, pour the gin but can't find the [A] tonic.
Your girlfriend calls you again, like where the fuck are you?
You should be [Eb] honest, I'm talking volume.
You said you loved [Cm] her, you made a promise.
So be a miserable.
Course you do, [Gm] you love it.
[Bb] [Gm]
[Dm] [Gm]
[N]
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Gm
Eb
A
D
Bb
Gm
Eb
A
Do you miss raving?
Do [A] you miss misbehaving?
Staying out late, getting wasted and wasting your money [Eb] on brandy and Jaegers, locally famous.
Don't drive A-classes, them lot are class A-takers.
After-party invaders, doorman [Gm] won't let your mates in.
20-man fight, jawbreakers, now the police want [Bb] statements.
Nobody says names or points out faces when they get inside with [Eb] the bases.
Girls look nice in their new high heels and the lads feel hard in their favourite trainers.
Being in [Am] the queue for a while now, everybody getting impatient.
[Gm] But when you get inside man it's worth it, tunes are perfect, spend that [D] money, you earn it.
You deserve that Burberry shirt that you bought last week to [C] impress that girl with livid.
Who wants to leave before the night's finished?
Tell your [Eb] girlfriend you'll be home in a minute, then bag [Gm] that Guinness.
Ask where the gin is, when they get the women back to the virgin.
And who's winning, [G] who's winning, that's standard.
Swap that cigarette and bag that champagne, pose for the cameras.
DJ's playing them anthems, all with [Cm] their hands up.
Do it for the grandma, the grandma stands up, drinks it, drank up.
Yeah that's the [D] plan, but_
Yeah that's the [Ab] plan, but fuck it.
Yeah that's the plan, but [D] fuck it.
Nah brother you're buzzing, back to the bar, who's coming?
Friends says get me a rum in, you rummage through pockets and wallets.
To try find something to pay for your bud, but you [Ab] can't find nothing.
It's another night clubbing, fight on the dance floor.
Dormant, [Bb] rushing, you're still rushing.
Hard lads wanna fight, nah they're bluffing.
Too much [G] pushing and shoving, man fuck him, he's stuck in the queue for the smokers.
All you laugh at the [D] lads who oppose us.
Lads with a little bit of money get bottles and raving.
And who sway [C] gloaters, chat to the part that's hopeless.
Quite a bunch of jokers, [A] weekend overloaders.
Got Monday [Dm] morning, you'll all be sober.
Well you [Gm] hope so don't ya?
Then the lights come on, it's all over.
Looking for an after, [A] somewhere to go.
But you can't find no one you know at the moment.
Look through your contacts, [Eb] try get a motive.
Order an Uber and dip, everyone knows you ain't new to this shit.
Get to the afters, move to a chick.
The vibes alright, but the [Gm] music is shit.
You lot are on you, pour the gin but can't find the [A] tonic.
Your girlfriend calls you again, like where the fuck are you?
You should be [Eb] honest, I'm talking volume.
You said you loved [Cm] her, you made a promise.
So be a miserable.
Course you do, [Gm] you love it.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
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_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Do [A] you miss misbehaving?
Staying out late, getting wasted and wasting your money [Eb] on brandy and Jaegers, locally famous.
Don't drive A-classes, them lot are class A-takers.
After-party invaders, doorman [Gm] won't let your mates in.
20-man fight, jawbreakers, now the police want [Bb] statements.
Nobody says names or points out faces when they get inside with [Eb] the bases.
Girls look nice in their new high heels and the lads feel hard in their favourite trainers.
Being in [Am] the queue for a while now, everybody getting impatient.
[Gm] But when you get inside man it's worth it, tunes are perfect, spend that [D] money, you earn it.
You deserve that Burberry shirt that you bought last week to [C] impress that girl with livid.
Who wants to leave before the night's finished?
Tell your [Eb] girlfriend you'll be home in a minute, then bag [Gm] that Guinness.
Ask where the gin is, when they get the women back to the virgin.
And who's winning, [G] who's winning, that's standard.
Swap that cigarette and bag that champagne, pose for the cameras.
DJ's playing them anthems, all with [Cm] their hands up.
Do it for the grandma, the grandma stands up, drinks it, drank up.
Yeah that's the [D] plan, but_
Yeah that's the [Ab] plan, but fuck it.
Yeah that's the plan, but [D] fuck it.
Nah brother you're buzzing, back to the bar, who's coming?
Friends says get me a rum in, you rummage through pockets and wallets.
To try find something to pay for your bud, but you [Ab] can't find nothing.
It's another night clubbing, fight on the dance floor.
Dormant, [Bb] rushing, you're still rushing.
Hard lads wanna fight, nah they're bluffing.
Too much [G] pushing and shoving, man fuck him, he's stuck in the queue for the smokers.
All you laugh at the [D] lads who oppose us.
Lads with a little bit of money get bottles and raving.
And who sway [C] gloaters, chat to the part that's hopeless.
Quite a bunch of jokers, [A] weekend overloaders.
Got Monday [Dm] morning, you'll all be sober.
Well you [Gm] hope so don't ya?
Then the lights come on, it's all over.
Looking for an after, [A] somewhere to go.
But you can't find no one you know at the moment.
Look through your contacts, [Eb] try get a motive.
Order an Uber and dip, everyone knows you ain't new to this shit.
Get to the afters, move to a chick.
The vibes alright, but the [Gm] music is shit.
You lot are on you, pour the gin but can't find the [A] tonic.
Your girlfriend calls you again, like where the fuck are you?
You should be [Eb] honest, I'm talking volume.
You said you loved [Cm] her, you made a promise.
So be a miserable.
Course you do, [Gm] you love it.
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_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
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