Dm Gm Am Dm On the last night on earth when the horses run free Gm Am The scriptures foretell of a party in Hackney Dm In a dimly lit room crammed with loathing and hate Gm Am They’re selling their souls and I just can’t wait Dm I shrivel inside at the sight of her beauty Gm Am I fall to the floor as she’s shaking her booty Dm The rain makes me shiver; the wind turns me blue Gm Am Oh – the things we get up to, to get through the night after you Dm Gm Am Dm I knew it was wrong; I began to suspect Gm Am When she reached over and pressed the eject Dm I was up to the gunnels against your advice Gm Am I felt so ashamed that I did it twice Dm From disco to disco; from Safeway to Tesco Gm Am We’re shopping around from the cradle til death row Dm From Tesco it’s down to the 7-11 Gm Am To chase through the night time, to chase through the night after you Dm Gm Am After you Dm Gm Am Dm I can’t explain why I need to be free Gm Am But if you need to be naked that’s alright by me Dm It’s the fast track express to the graveyard, I know Gm Am So what are you waiting for? Hey ho, let’s go Dm From disco to disco; from Safeway to tesco Gm Am We’re shopping around from the cradle til death row Dm Don’t stop til the train has pulled into the station Gm Am I’ll hold the door for you – no, I insist, after you Dm Gm Am After you Dm Gm Am (and so on...) After you
