All the Young Punks

The Clash

  • A
  • B
  • B/Eb
    4
  • C
  • C#
    4
  • C#m
    4
  • E
  • F
  • F#
  • F#/B
  • F#/Bb
    4
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Tom:
Intro: B F#/B F# /F
B C F# Do
B F#/B F# /F Wah
B F#/Bb C# F# Oh
B F#/Bb Hanging about down the market street
F# I spent a lot of time on my feet
B F#/Bb When I saw some passing yabbos
B C# F# We did chance to speak I knew how to sing y' know an They knew how to pose An' one of them had a Les Paul Heart attack machine
B E B All the young punks
E Laugh your life
B/Eb B/Eb C#m Cos there ain't much to cry for
B E B All the young cunts
F# Live it now
C#m B Cos there ain't much to die for Everybody wants to bum A ride on the rock 'n' roller coaster And we went out Got our name in small print on the poster Of course we got a manger Though he ain't the mafia A contract is a contract When they get 'em out on yer
A You gotta drag yourself to work Drag yourself to sleep
A You're dead from the neck up By the middle of the week
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Face front you got the future shining Like a piece of gold But I swear as we get closer It look more like a lump of coal But it's better than some factory Now that's no place to waste your youth I worked there for a week once I luckily got the boot
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Composição: Joe Strummer, Mick Jones (Gb 1), Paul Simonon e Headon Topper

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