Look Mum No Hands

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[Verse 1]

Dm          Bb
Business as usual
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Starts with the sound
Dm              Bb
Of another damn funeral
Dm                C
March through the town
 Dm                Bb
One less for St Nicholas
 Dm                Bb
There's nothing as vile
 Dm            Bb
Or as sad or ridiculous
 Dm                C
As the coffin of a child


[Chorus]

    Dm
He flies through the air
          F
With the greatest of ease
      G
That daring young man
        A
In the blue dungarees
        Dm
Struck down by the G-Force
      F
Of a Semtex surprise
    G
He bucks like a seahorse
      A
Keels over, and dies


[Verse 2]

Dm                 Bb
With his eyes all dramatic
Dm            Bb
Glazed, and confused
 Dm             Bb
The full metal jacket
 Dm             C
Trousers, and shoes


[Chorus]

    Dm
He flies through the air
          F
With the greatest of ease
      G
That daring young man
        A
In the blue dungarees


[Bridge]

Dm
And his poor, pathetic parents
     F
So stricken with grief
               G
That they've spelt his name wrong
        A
On his funeral wreath!
     Dm
Are appealing for no vengeance
     F
On behalf of their son
              G
But they've already assembled
     A
And planted the bomb


[Chorus]

    Dm
He flies through the air
          F
With the greatest of ease
      G
That daring young man
        A
In the blue dungarees
        Dm
Struck down by the G-Force
       F
Of a Semtex surprise
     G
He bucks like a seahorse
       A
Keels over, and dies