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            Am                 G 
Yesterday's coal train came to rest in the bitter 
F 
Cutting 
           C       G       F      G      E 
And as the signals took an age to change it was 
E7 
Easy pickings 
F 
So you go to the movies where they smash it up 
G 
You want to feel your heart pumping it makes 

You feel good 
C                                  G 
All through the karaoke girls were squealing 

The hits 
C                   G                  E  E7 
As another Mercedes-Benz gets blown to bits 
              Am                    G 
While all the time in the camp town theaters 
   F 
Of Piccadilly 
                 C       G          F 
They're going to throw a black-face minstrel 
G            E 
Show for the barefoot children 
             E7 
That they're always selling 
    F 
They'll say "It's quaint" as the guilty ones faint 
    G 
And claim they ain't underneath this paint 
       C           G 
We interrupt these liberal saints with their 
F         E 
Whips and watermelon 


[Refrão]

Am                    F    Dm         G 
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery 
Am        F              Dm        G 
It's like another world, or it had better be 

       Am                   G 
So we return to whitewashed pout of his 
            F 
Committed lips 
             C            G         F 
Since he was declared the long lost fountain 
   G          E                   E7 
Of youth that drips and drips and drips 
           F 
They'll be sending him round from door to door 
   G 
To sell you back what's already yours 
C                       G 
"So many good deeds, so little time" 
        C                  G     E E7 
Say the advertising agency swine 
     F 
When man has destroyed what he thinks he owns 
  G 
I hope no living thing cries over his bones 
       C                      G 
If you don't believe that I'm going for good 
        C                           G 
You can count the days I'm gone and chop up 
               E      E7 
The chairs for firewood 
  

[Refrão]
 
Am                    F    Dm         G 
Reports are coming in of a coal-train robbery 
Am        F              Dm        G 
It's like another world, or it had better be