London Chords by Mackenzy Mackay

[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Camden, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
London is [D] busy, this city is tricky, this [C] city is cold.
[Em] We're caught with a headache and arms up [G] awake and life is a madness. _
[D] London is pretty, this city is bad, this [Em] city is bold.
Yeah, I'm callin' my home and it's live.
Days'll go [G] by and they swallow the time.
Spend hours out by the river at night.
Sippin' on [C] wine, always red over white.
Making a sip [Em] of the offie, of course.
Grabbing a couple of [G] drinks for the ride.
Hop on the tube and I'm lining the [Bm] doors.
Linkin' the [G] gang and we're making a vibe.
[Em] Man, I'm in London, Brixton, Camden, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, this city is tricky, this [C] city is cold.
We're caught [Em] with a headache and arms up awake and life [G] is a madness.
London [D] is pretty, this city is bad, this city [C] is bold. _
_ [Em] _ Someone's gotta write these [G] waves and the man can't tell me the feelings.
[D] Faking the prices, rising the bills, still [C] racing high.
It's fucking, they won't quit [Em] taking.
I'm the slow shoot, I [G] act like I might take a minute.
Make it seem like [D] patience.
People up there don't get it like us.
[F#m] So I pick them off, roll them in a [Em] mud-fucked paper.
I'll take the night by [G] storm and I'll roam with the gang on a late one.
I'll [Bm] make it vanish, I'll take [C] light, blacken it, leave in the streets.
I'll [Em] take off life with inflation.
Everything [G] raised by the work of the wage, up government's name.
And they'd rather see a mother and her kids on the pavement than have a mispayment.
Man, [Em] I'm in London, Brixton, Camden, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
[D] London is busy, this city is tricky, this city [C] is cold.
[Em] We're caught with a headache and arms up awake and life is a [G] madness.
London is pretty, this city is bad, this city is bold. _
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London, London.
Said I'm in London, I'm loving this city, I'm [G] loving the heat from the sun when it shines.
Billing a suit [Bm] and I'm smoking it silly, the higher [C] the grade, well the redder the eyes.
Not [Em] in a spot we can chill in the night, so the view, [D] the more quiet, the better to find.
People I see [Bm] in these streets, I don't [C] wonder if any have similar minds.
People [Em] who coming in gold, who [G] know you can never know.
Have a guess what the future might [Bm] hold.
Whatever it means and whatever [Em] the reason, I don't even care anymore.
Hold up [G] my phone on the road, try not to [Bm] worry at all.
Whatever [C] I'm dealing with, keeping the feeling [G] of mind.
[Em] I'm in London, Brixton, Camden, [G] sippin' a can with a spliff in the hand.
London [D] is busy, this city is tricky, this city [C] is cold.
[Em] We're caught with a headache and arms up awake and life is a [G] madness.
London is pretty, [Bm] this city is bad, this city [C] is bold. _
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