London Underground taby ukulele według Adam Kay (Chwyty barytonu)

D           Bm                     D
Some people like to get a train to work, 
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Or drive in a Beamer or a Merc. 
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Some guys like to travel in by bus,
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But I can't be bothered with the fuss today,
Gbm
I'm gonna take by bike,
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'Cause once again the Tube's on strike.

    Em                   F#            B                Gbm
The greedy bastards want extra pay for sitting on their arse all day,
E                     F#
Even though they earn 30k,
       B                    Gbm
So I'm standing here in the pouring rain,
E                   Gbm
Where the fuck's my fucking train?

       B  
London Underground (London Underground)
            Em           Gbm
They're all lazy fucking useless cunts
       B
London Underground (London Underground)
            E
They're all greedy cunts;
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I want to shoot them all with a rifle

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All they say is "Please mind the doors!"
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And they learn that on the two day course,
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This job can be done by a four year old,
          Bm                       B
They just leave us freezing in the cold.

                  Gbm
What you smell is what you get.
B               Gbm
Burger King and piss and sweat,
    B                     Gbm
You roast to death in the boiling heat,
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With tourists treading on your feet,
    B              Gbm
And chewing gum on every seat

   B                Gbm
So don't tell me to mind the gap
  E               Gbm
I want my fucking money back

        B
London Underground (London Underground)
            Em      Gbm 
They're all fucking useless cunts
       B
London Underground (London Underground)
            E
They're all greedy cunts;
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I want to shoot them all with a rifle

B
lalalala
Bm
lalalala

B                          D
The floors are sticky, the seats are damp,
B                    D
every platform has a fucking tramp
        E               B  
But the drivers get the day off when,
Gbm
We're all late for work again

       Ab
London Underground (London Underground)
Em
wa wa wankers,
they're all wankers
B
London Underground
          Em
Take your Oyster card,
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And shove it up your arsehole