Intro: A F#m E B F#m A C#m 

Verse 

B              F#m 
 It’s raining again, 
       A                         C#            B 
and it seems like this city gets drearier everyday, 
                 F#m 
Perhaps it’s the weather 
              A 
or maybe I’ve been here too long, 
          C#m 
still I defiantly stay, 
         B                   F#m 
And they build more upmarket riverside housing, 
               A 
when there are streets down the road 
        C#m 
with no people to fill. 
  B                  F#m                A             C#m 
A regional hub of prosperity committing character suicide, 
            D#m                  E        F# 
and there’s not a lot more of it left to kill. 



[Refrão]
 
B             F#     B    G#    F#   E                     B F# 
They won’t be happy until every city centre looks the same, 
B          F#          B    G#  F# A 
Helplessly trapped within homogeneity, 
                                E 
I want to tell them they should be ashamed, 
                        B 
but I’m not sure who to blame, 

B F#m A C#m 


Verse 

    B                F#m 
You know the day’s a write off 
              A           C#m                  B 
when even the Durham advertiser is getting you down, 
                        F#m 
some local kid just got beat to death 
         A                     C#m 
drinking with his friends at a club in town, 
       B        F#m 
and is this the price we pay? 
         A           C#m 
Was he a worthy sacrifice to make? 
        B                       F#m 
I’m not gonna leave the fucking house today, 
          A                    C#m 
I’ll just stare at the ceiling, 
                     D#m           E   F# 
I’ll just lie on the cold, cold ground. 



[Refrão]
 
B             F#     B    G#    F#   E                     B F# 
They won’t be happy until every city centre looks the same, 
B          F#          B    G#  F# A 
Helplessly trapped within homogeneity, 
                                E 
I want to tell them they should be ashamed, 
                        A       E 
but I’m not sure who to blame, 


Outro 
C#m B A E 

(palm mute) C#m A E (x4) 
C#m A E                   C#m 
        One more metre of concrete, 
A E                           C#m 
  One more local shop closed down, 
A E                         C#m 
    No matter how much they change it, 
E                 C#m 
This is still our town. 
A E                   C#m 
   One more metre of concrete, 
A E                           C#m 
  One more local shop closed down, 
A E                         C#m 
    No matter how much they change it, 
E                 C#m  A 
This is still our town. 

E F#m A