The Great Escape

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - the great escape - i Am kloot - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - by : dr_silverrose originally performed by john bramwell , the i Am kloot lead guitar/vocalist , under the name johnny dangerously . can be found on i Am kloot’s album "b" , A B - side compilation album , released 2009 . featured prominently in the 2003 bbc comedy early doors , series 2 , episode 5 . this is a very simple song with standard chords and strumming , easy to learn , fun to sing and play . standard tuning C x32010 Dm xx0231 G 320033 F xx3211 capo 4 C Dm G C you were born with football boots and a suntan complexion F Dm G you once thought that on reflection , i’ve really got it made C Dm G C you shrugged and smiled and made the usual excuses F Dm G C you suffered small abuses , and settled for their pay F Dm G C you want to learn to live like an aristocrat F Dm G but your girlfriend’s earrings well they soon put pay to that F Dm G C and if the whole world came crashing , down around your ears F Dm G you could dream of stucco wallpaper and crystal chandeliers C Dm G C you cashed in your cards , you want to buy some glamour F Dm G you really are enamoured , with that new soap on a rope C Dm G C a thousand fat comedians came in disguised as clerics F Dm G they got you in hysterics , and walked off with your soul F Dm G C and with that cheapskate , royalty , you get your flag and wave F Dm G well i’ve seen you on tv grinning at the motorcade F Dm G C pretty soon we’ll hang the traitors , we’ll string them up like drapes F Dm G and i’ll ride around like steve mcqueen in the great escape C Dm G C you hung around too long , your mother read your letters F Dm G you grinned like a go - getter , come and got and gone C Dm G C the time the morning slips , blends into the wallpaper F Dm G and once you could escape her , but where did you go wrong F Dm G C and your father’s at the factory that makes money selling guns F Dm G that fought the wars that spent the lives of other peoples sons F Dm G C pretty soon we’ll hang the traitors , we’ll string them up like drapes F Dm G and i’ll ride around like steve mcqueen in the great escape C Dm G C you were born with football boots and a suntan complexion F Dm G C you once thought that on reflection , you’d really got it made F Dm G C you once thought that on reflection , you’d really got it made F Dm G C you once thought that on reflection , oh yeah , i’ve really got it made