Chords for The Specials - Breaking Point at the 100 Club, London
Tempo:
95.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
Dm
Cm
F
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C]
[Cm]
We're here at Broken Point, mind and body tired.
Those plans for happiness have all expired.
[Fm] Sail pitch from door to door, says eat the rich, hang the [Eb] poor.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, [Cm] point me to the nearest bar.
[E] I'll drown my sorrows [F] with the rest.
Do your worst, [Bm] I'll do my [Cm] best.
Here I [E] am, at [C] Broken Point.
[D] [Cm] I'm here at Broken Point, with the pen and [G] drugs.
[Cm] From this would be wonderful, from it would stop.
[Fm] The internet is free to serve, measures [D] intellect by [Cm] good.
There goes another she-mail, here comes another [E] email.
Social media is [F] a trend, that will send us [B] all [Eb] around the bend.
[E] Heavy is [C] the load, [E] of the creature we're [C]
disposed.
[B] I'm a man who [Eb] fucked the end, for the start.
And it breaks [G] your heart.
[C] [Eb]
[Cm]
[Fm]
[Cm]
[Ab]
[B] [Cm]
[Dm]
Stand with me at Broken Point, as riots hit your streets.
Another toppled government, will make the day of peace.
[Gm] There goes another border, here comes a new world [Dm] order.
It's time to call it quits, for the future hits.
[E] With the help of God, the [Bb] puberies will [Em] blow this [Bb] place to smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are, at Broken [Dm] Point.
[A] Heavy is [Bb] the [E] load, of the creature we're [F] disposed.
[E] I'm a man who fucked the [F] end, for the start.
[G] And it breaks [A] your heart.
[G] [A]
[Dm]
[D] [Gm]
[Dm] La, la, la, [F] la.
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow this place to [Db] smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are.
[Dm]
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow [Em] this place to [A] smithereens.
[Dm] Here we are.
[Bbm] The help of God, [Em] and puberies will blow this place to [Bbm] smithereens.
[F] Here we [Dm] are, at Broken Point.
[Eb] [N]
[Cm]
We're here at Broken Point, mind and body tired.
Those plans for happiness have all expired.
[Fm] Sail pitch from door to door, says eat the rich, hang the [Eb] poor.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, [Cm] point me to the nearest bar.
[E] I'll drown my sorrows [F] with the rest.
Do your worst, [Bm] I'll do my [Cm] best.
Here I [E] am, at [C] Broken Point.
[D] [Cm] I'm here at Broken Point, with the pen and [G] drugs.
[Cm] From this would be wonderful, from it would stop.
[Fm] The internet is free to serve, measures [D] intellect by [Cm] good.
There goes another she-mail, here comes another [E] email.
Social media is [F] a trend, that will send us [B] all [Eb] around the bend.
[E] Heavy is [C] the load, [E] of the creature we're [C]
disposed.
[B] I'm a man who [Eb] fucked the end, for the start.
And it breaks [G] your heart.
[C] [Eb]
[Cm]
[Fm]
[Cm]
[Ab]
[B] [Cm]
[Dm]
Stand with me at Broken Point, as riots hit your streets.
Another toppled government, will make the day of peace.
[Gm] There goes another border, here comes a new world [Dm] order.
It's time to call it quits, for the future hits.
[E] With the help of God, the [Bb] puberies will [Em] blow this [Bb] place to smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are, at Broken [Dm] Point.
[A] Heavy is [Bb] the [E] load, of the creature we're [F] disposed.
[E] I'm a man who fucked the [F] end, for the start.
[G] And it breaks [A] your heart.
[G] [A]
[Dm]
[D] [Gm]
[Dm] La, la, la, [F] la.
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow this place to [Db] smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are.
[Dm]
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow [Em] this place to [A] smithereens.
[Dm] Here we are.
[Bbm] The help of God, [Em] and puberies will blow this place to [Bbm] smithereens.
[F] Here we [Dm] are, at Broken Point.
[Eb] [N]
Key:
E
Dm
Cm
F
C
E
Dm
Cm
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ We're here at Broken Point, mind and body tired.
Those plans for happiness have all expired.
[Fm] Sail pitch from door to door, says eat the rich, hang the [Eb] poor.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, [Cm] point me to the nearest bar.
[E] I'll drown my sorrows [F] with the rest.
Do your worst, [Bm] I'll do my [Cm] best.
Here I [E] am, at [C] Broken Point. _
[D] _ [Cm] I'm here at Broken Point, with the pen and [G] drugs.
[Cm] From this would be wonderful, from it would stop.
[Fm] The internet is free to serve, measures [D] intellect by [Cm] good.
There goes another she-mail, here comes another [E] email.
Social media is [F] a trend, that will send us [B] all [Eb] around the bend. _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] Heavy is [C] the load, [E] of the creature we're [C]
disposed.
[B] I'm a man who [Eb] fucked the end, for the start. _
_ _ _ And it breaks [G] your heart. _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Stand with me at Broken Point, as riots hit your streets.
_ Another toppled government, will make the day of peace.
_ [Gm] There goes another border, here comes a new world [Dm] order.
It's time to call it quits, for the future hits.
[E] With the help of God, the [Bb] puberies will [Em] blow this [Bb] place to smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are, at Broken [Dm] Point.
_ [A] _ Heavy is [Bb] the [E] load, of the creature we're [F] disposed.
[E] I'm a man who fucked the [F] end, for the start. _ _ _ _
[G] And it breaks [A] your heart.
_ _ _ [G] _ [A] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ La, la, la, [F] la.
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow this place to [Db] smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are.
[Dm] _ _ _ _
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow [Em] this place to [A] smithereens.
[Dm] Here we are. _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] The help of God, [Em] and puberies will blow this place to [Bbm] smithereens.
[F] Here we [Dm] are, at Broken Point.
_ [Eb] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ We're here at Broken Point, mind and body tired.
Those plans for happiness have all expired.
[Fm] Sail pitch from door to door, says eat the rich, hang the [Eb] poor.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star, [Cm] point me to the nearest bar.
[E] I'll drown my sorrows [F] with the rest.
Do your worst, [Bm] I'll do my [Cm] best.
Here I [E] am, at [C] Broken Point. _
[D] _ [Cm] I'm here at Broken Point, with the pen and [G] drugs.
[Cm] From this would be wonderful, from it would stop.
[Fm] The internet is free to serve, measures [D] intellect by [Cm] good.
There goes another she-mail, here comes another [E] email.
Social media is [F] a trend, that will send us [B] all [Eb] around the bend. _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] Heavy is [C] the load, [E] of the creature we're [C]
disposed.
[B] I'm a man who [Eb] fucked the end, for the start. _
_ _ _ And it breaks [G] your heart. _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Stand with me at Broken Point, as riots hit your streets.
_ Another toppled government, will make the day of peace.
_ [Gm] There goes another border, here comes a new world [Dm] order.
It's time to call it quits, for the future hits.
[E] With the help of God, the [Bb] puberies will [Em] blow this [Bb] place to smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are, at Broken [Dm] Point.
_ [A] _ Heavy is [Bb] the [E] load, of the creature we're [F] disposed.
[E] I'm a man who fucked the [F] end, for the start. _ _ _ _
[G] And it breaks [A] your heart.
_ _ _ [G] _ [A] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ La, la, la, [F] la.
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow this place to [Db] smithereens.
[Dm] Here [F] we are.
[Dm] _ _ _ _
[E] The help of God, and puberies will blow [Em] this place to [A] smithereens.
[Dm] Here we are. _ _ _ _ _
[Bbm] The help of God, [Em] and puberies will blow this place to [Bbm] smithereens.
[F] Here we [Dm] are, at Broken Point.
_ [Eb] _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
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