David Bowie - London boys

^F(A) bell strikes,^Dm another night Your ^Ebeyes are heavy and your ^Cmlimbs all ache ^FYou've bought some coffee, ^Dmbutter and bread You ^Ebcan't make a thing, 'cause the^Cm meter's dead You've ^Fmoved away ^Ab Told you're ^Ffolks you're gonna stay ^Abaway ^EbBright lights, Soho, ^AbWaldorff Street You ^Fhope you make friends with the ^Ebguys that you meet ^BbmSomebody shows you ^Ab'round. ^DbNow you've met the ^AbLondon Boys ^DbThings seem good again ^BSome^Eone ^Gbcares about ^Fmyou ^F

Oh the ^Ffirst time that you ^Dmtry a pill You ^Ebfeel a little queasy, dec^Cmidedly ill You're ^Fgonna be sick, but you ^Dmmustn't lose face To ^Eblet yourself down would be a ^Cmbig disgrace With the ^FLondon Boys ^Ab With the ^FLondon Boys ^Ab You're ^Ebonly seventeen, but you ^Abthink you've grown In the ^Fmonth you've been away from you're ^Ebparent's home You ^Bbmtake the pills too ^Abmuch You ^Dbdon't give a damn about the ^Abjob you've got So ^Dblong as your with the ^BLon^Edon ^GbBoys ^{Fm F} Ohh a ^FLondon Boy, oo a ^DmLondon Boy Your ^Ebflashy clothes are your ^Cmpride and joy A ^GLondon Boy, yes a ^EmLondon Boy You're ^Fcrying out loud that your a ^DLondon Boy You ^Athink you've had a ^Gbmlot of fun But you ^Gain't got nothing your ^Emon the run It's ^Etoo late now 'cause you're ^Dbmout there boy You've ^Gbgot it made with the ^Arest of the toys ^ENow you wish you'd never ^Dbmleft your home You've ^Gbgot what you wanted but you're ^Aon your own With the ^DbLondon ^GbBoys ^{B Ab}Now you've met the ^DbLondon ^GbBoys ^{B Ab}Now you've met the ^DbLondon ^GbBoys ^{B Ab}Now you've met the ^DbLondon ^GbBoys ^B