Riff 1
E|---------------2-----------------2----|
B|---------2--------2--------2--------2-|
G|------2-----------------2-------------|
D|---4---------3-------2--------1-------|
A|--------------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------------|

A
Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens

D
Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
F
She shouldn't wear this he shouldn't wear that
C                        G
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double
             D
measure with friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
F
Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
C                        G
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double
             D
measure with friends

Riff 1
Just because I ain't double barrelled
                               D
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
          C#
Can't you tell!
F#m
Oh no it's quite appalling
                               D        A
Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well

Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens
A
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
Amaj7
So go home and wash the dishes
Bm  F#m       E    G  D        A
And wash them well so he can't tell

D
She's looking real drab just out of rehab
F
I'm talking football she's talking ab fab
C
Your clothes are very kitch
G                          D
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
         F
Now your cheque's just bounced better run
to your mummy
        C                     G
And you know it's a class act she'll never
           D
ask for it back

Riff 1
Just because I ain't double barrelled
                               D
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
          A
Can't you tell!
                         Amaj7
Mix with the local gentry and don't crash
Tarquin's Bentley
G                   D
I'll take the bends with our life thru a lens
A
You're scared of the poor and needy
Amaj7
Is that why you're all inbreedy?
Bm      F#m       E    G    D         A
They're just like you, they need love too

Amaj7  G  F

A
Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens
A
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
Amaj7
So go home and wash the dishes
G                  D/F#
And wash them well so he can't tell

A    Amaj7   G   F G A