Oh! Get me away from here I'm dying
Play me a song to set me free
Nobody writes them like they used to
So it may as well be me
Here on my own now after hours
Here on my own now on a bus
Think of it this way
You could either be successful or be us
Chorus:
With our winning smiles, and us
With our catchy tunes and words
Now we're photogenic
You know we don't stand a chance (we don't stand a chance)
B - F# a few times
< Same pattern as first verse >
Verse 2:
Oh I'll settle down with some old story
About a boy who's just like me
Thought there was love in everything and everyone
You're so naive!
They always tell a sorry story
They always get it in the end
Still it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly, and then
With a winning smile the boy
With naivety succeeds
At the final moment, I cried
I always cry at endings
B - F# again a few times
Verse 3:
Oh, that wasn't what I meant to say at all
>From where I'm sitting, rain
Washing against the lonely tenement
Has set my mind to wander
Into the windows of my lovers
They never know unless I write
"This is no declaration, I just I'd let you know goodbye"
Said the hero in the story
"It is mightier than swords
I could kill you sure
But I could only make you cry with these words"
Cry with these words
Ooh! Get me away I'm dying
B - F# to end
Belle & Sebastian fans would be well advised to browse Paul
Mitchell's appealing site 'Sinister' at
www.ph.ed.ac.uk/~mitchell/sinister/
Play me a song to set me free
Nobody writes them like they used to
So it may as well be me
Here on my own now after hours
Here on my own now on a bus
Think of it this way
You could either be successful or be us
Chorus:
With our winning smiles, and us
With our catchy tunes and words
Now we're photogenic
You know we don't stand a chance (we don't stand a chance)
B - F# a few times
< Same pattern as first verse >
Verse 2:
Oh I'll settle down with some old story
About a boy who's just like me
Thought there was love in everything and everyone
You're so naive!
They always tell a sorry story
They always get it in the end
Still it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly, and then
With a winning smile the boy
With naivety succeeds
At the final moment, I cried
I always cry at endings
B - F# again a few times
Verse 3:
Oh, that wasn't what I meant to say at all
>From where I'm sitting, rain
Washing against the lonely tenement
Has set my mind to wander
Into the windows of my lovers
They never know unless I write
"This is no declaration, I just I'd let you know goodbye"
Said the hero in the story
"It is mightier than swords
I could kill you sure
But I could only make you cry with these words"
Cry with these words
Ooh! Get me away I'm dying
B - F# to end
Belle & Sebastian fans would be well advised to browse Paul
Mitchell's appealing site 'Sinister' at
www.ph.ed.ac.uk/~mitchell/sinister/