D
We worked our way up from east end pubs
              G
To gigs and back stage passes
 G     A    G     A    G           D
Ex-boxing champs, West end clubs, Americans in dark glasses
     D
Driving ten grand cars, they drink in hotel bars
                 G
They're even making money in bed
       G     A          G
They wouldn't be no loss, they ain't worth a toss
     A                 D
It's about time they all dropped dead

Chorus:
      D
Take 'em all, take 'em all
                  A
Put 'em up against a wall and shoot 'em!

Short and tall, watch 'em fall
            D
Come on boys, take 'em all

Verse 2:
  D
Well tough **** boys, it aint our fault
            G
Your record didn't make it
 G    A      G      A    G         D
We made you dance, you had your chance, but you didn't take it
     D
Well, I gotta go make another deal
                G
Sign another group for the company
  G      A        G
I don't suppose we'll ever meet again
   A               D
You'd better get back to the factory

Chorus x1

D,G,G,A,G,A,A,D,D,G

Solo
e|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------15--13-----10------------------------------|
G|--12--12h14--------12b----12-10-----10----12-10--------|
D|--------------------------------12-----12-------12-12--|
A|-------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------|

Chorus x2