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[Verse 1]
C
..God died today
                   Am  
He left me in the cold
                    F  
He stumbled down a path
                   Em 
He died upon his knees on
                    G 
The way to the commode

[Verse 2]
            C   
God died today
                    Am  
He skid in pouring rain
                          F  
With his feet up on the dash
                        Em  
Right off the Chelsea Bridge, Lord
                  Dm
Was hardly seen again

[Chorus]
F  C                    G  Dm 
….The gigs were overlong…..
                      F 
And most of them mundane
 C                   
And the weather climbed
     G               Dm
To twenty-something centigrade
    F  C              G             Dm
And I,…I’ve never been in London this time of year
       F   C                 G               Dm
It’s nice,…but I couldn’t wait to slowly disappear

[Verse 3]
F     C
..He died today
                      Am
And B? did it with a smile
                       F   
Threw his body in the bag
              Em     
Thr?w on the ITV, Lord
                       G  
And laughed a little while

[Verse 4]
              C 
In a kind of way
                     Am
It makes me feel at home
                 F  
Superfluous as ****
                Em
Digestible and free, Lord
                        Dm
Within reach and my control
               
Throw the kettle on

[Chorus]
F  C                      G   Dm
……The gigs were overlong……
                     F  
And none of us got paid
 C                
And the weather climbed
     G                Dm
To thirty-something centigrade
     F   C            G              Dm
And Christ, you ever been in London this time of year?
     F  C             G              Dm    
It’s nice, think I remembered why I liked it here

[Interlude]
F
..Tuia i runga
   
Tuia i raro
   
Ka tangi te titi
              C  
Ka tangi te kaka

Ka tangi hoki aha
                     G
Ko te timatanga te kupu

Ko te atua te kupu
                     Dm            
Ko te atua ano atua kupu i te timatanga
          
E pa e manaakitia matau
                             C 
E nga hou e wha moana nu a kiwa
                   
He aha te mea nui o te ao
       G 
He tangata

He tangata

He tangata

[Bridge]
F        
..You raised me up now
                          C 
And pulled me out of my mind
                         G     
And filled me with significance
  
I cannot describe
F                    
..The tunes were overdone
                      C 
The well was all but dry
               
And I still believe
    G                      
Magnificent isn’t hard to find

[Chorus]
    Dm  F                             
And I’m….convalescing slowly day by day
       C                  G                 
It’s nice, I’m still in London, living, by the way
   Dm  F                                              C  
And I….wanna live it like it’s worth something in time
          G                                   F   
I gotta give it time, give it time, give it time 

[Outro]
F  Am  G
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F  Am  G
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F  C  G  F  Em   G
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     Dm   
How normal all the tragic feels
       C            G
How tragic all the normal is
       F       
Thereafter, the laughter
      C     G    
The real enraptured
     Dm   
But anyway, I plan to stay
   C                G
Attend the weekly football game
      F           C     G
Thereafter, thereafter….
    Dm                                          
Tagaloa cried and said, “Though part of you is dead
               C               G 
Don’t waste a minute of this thing you have left”
        Dm                        F 
And he picked me up just like a father
                 C                     G              F  Em  G
And carried me south-east, where the city was calling……….
F  C  G  A#  Am  G  F
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