Ocean Colour Scene

^G5
G5 Summer death, slow step
Walk behind the mother of the thirteen year old brown-eyed boy
Attitudes, attitudes
Sloganized by middle boots
The men who slogged the brown-eyed boy
^Bb5 And it's the ^A5 end of every ^Ab5 thing that you've been ^G5 told about
^F5 Decency, honesty
^Ab5 And it's the ^G5 end of holding ^Gb5 back and breaking ^F5 bones and building ^Eb5 bombs
And hanging witch-hunts ^Db5 conducted by ^Ab5 men of such o ^Eb5 pinion
^G5
Repeat first verse
^Bb And it's the ^A end of building ^Ab roads to load the ^G dead to someone else's ^F field
^Ab And it's the ^G end of falling ^Gb back on breaking ^F backs and aching ^Eb handshakes
And playing fields ^Db conducted by ^Ab men of such o ^Eb pinion
^Bb But the fathers crossed you ^Db boys
I fire so heaven knows not ^Ab only righteous folk
But righteous ^B taste hold the keys to sitting ^F# grace
To conduct and to pro ^E claim decisions ^B made of such o ^F# pinions
^G (guitar solo)
^Bb And it's the ^A time of summer ^Ab days
When children ^G sing about the ^F killing fields
^Ab Winter ^G melts the snow and ^Gb knees will crack on ^F rock
And the iron on ^Eb earth beneath the dearth bequeathed
^Db Penchant by ^Gb men of such o ^Eb9 pinion