Аккорды Half Man Half Biscuit - Something's Rotten In The Back Of Iceland

(intro C Em F G7 x6)

       C             Em           F      G7         C Em F G7
Well I put the wrong things in the wrong bin again
         C          Em           F     G7           C Em F G7
Stuck it out in the alley on the wrong day again
            C            Em      F          G7
It’s just a ruse so that I can be in your vicinity
  C            Em      F          G7
A ruse so that I can be in your vicinity
C      Em        F          G7
I just want to be in your vicinity
C         Em      F        G7      C        Em    F G7,    C Em F G7
And be an antidote to your angular urban concerns
C  Em    F     G7,   C Em F G7
Urban concerns.
C         Em             F          G7       C Em F G7
Up in the Highlands with Victor and Hilary
  C          Em    F             G7         C Em F G7
Excursion to Oban, trip round distillery
        C        Em            F       G7
A nicer couple I couldn’t ever hope to meet
        C        Em            F       G7
A nicer couple I couldn’t ever hope to meet
    C       Em        F            G7
But I don’t want to be in their distillery
C      Em         F         G7
I just want to be in the vicinity
C  Em   F  G7      C   Em     F  G7     C Em     F     G7,   C Em F G7
Of you             and your             urban concerns.

(Instr C C G C, C C G C, C....... D7)

G7             F
Gonna get away next Wednesday
G7          F   C Em     F     G7,     C Em F G7(x3)
Gonna wash away urban concerns.
C   Em     F  G7    C       Em  F    G7     C       Em
She breezed into my room to sing her latest song in C
F            G7
It goes like this:
           C        Em             F                  G7
Well there ain’t no stink like the stink you’re gonna get
         C       Em          F              G7
From the age old eel in your decommissioned fridge
      C        Em             F                  G7
There ain’t no stink like the stink you’re gonna get
         C       Em          F              G7
From the age old eel in your decommissioned fridge
           C        Em
Well there ain’t no stink.