Chords for U.K. Subs: Stranglehold

_ [Ab] [N] The menace of war had served only to steal the punk resolve, but you would knock people's minds about as well as their bodies
Realizing the terrifying power that radio television or the printed word can have over the minds of men
The enemy enlisted the subtle cobwebs of the media an army of flatterers journalists and skilled deceivers
Was called up to suck the blood of punk
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[G] _ Kind of I speak on the transylvanian room you may question and answer yes
_ How is the punk your childhood?
_ [N] Why are you living a car?
_ You come from a broken home _ _
_ _ _ _ Even children's are in peacetime the very sanctuary [G] of innocence was mobilized to play its part
Hello there.
This afternoon I'm going to show you how to destroy your school uniform and turn it into the very latest
Punk [N] outfit, but if it takes quite a bit of time as you can see I'm going to show you one that I've already prepared _
You'll see exactly how invented you can be
What a lot of scope there is
Now just look at this
Here in the top pocket
I've put [G] a thumb with a razor blade going through it
And over here
One of my favorite touches
I've sewed on four dollars
Now as we move
The _ _ _ chaos banner
I slipped in on either end of the sleeve there
Very orange contrast
And [G] rather nice
And we come round to the back of the garment
And here we have Some pictures
Now for a fee
I bought in the Soho area of London
So they'll be easily available for you too
And this central one
Is quite a special one
I'm sure you're all going to recognize that one
So there we are
Good luck and enjoy yourselves
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_ _ [E] Fashion mongers were encouraged to copy, dilute and sell the utility uniforms of Punk
What had been a [C] weapon
Tried to make a toy
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On the black market
Record companies waived their magic checkbooks
At those Punk bands [G] still outside captivity
Many quizzling groups were signed and broadcast like Lord Haw Haw on commercial radio
Come on, finish your food
And we'll get the signature on [Gb] the contract _ _
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_ I don't think this is the kind of place where you put tomato sauce on your food
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_ _ _ _ [N] The nation _ succumbed _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Within months penguins were pogoing
And hippies had cut their hair
As the enemies strove to implant an [Gm] identity crisis
In the hearts of [Ab] Punk
That's not me, [Fm] I'm not a hole, [Ab] I'm me
I'm a 13-month-old, so I'm sick
I'm down on my knees
[Eb] That's not a hole, I'm [Ab] me
I'm stuck around the roundabout, [F] I'm a boy
[Ab] I'm so sick, [Fm] I'm mad
[Ab] I can only think one twang
[Eb] That's not a hole, I'm me
[Ab] That's not a [F] hole, I'm me
[Ab] That's not a hole, I'm me
That's not a [F] hole, I'm me
[Eb] That's not a hole _
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[Ab] I'm stuck around the [F] roundabout, I'm a boy
[Ab] I'm so sick, [Fm] I'm mad
I [Ab] can only think [G] one
Casualties were [Eb] heavy
But [Ab] punk has never pandered to reality
[F] The bland tedium of everyday life
Presented innumerable targets
For retaliatory action
Each fresh atrocity was more [G] obnoxious than the last
The surfeit of media
Punk was easily regurgitated
And thrown in the Enemies' face
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