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Subject: PRIVATE HELL - The Jam, "Setting Sons" LP
Chords from Davide Musiani - Bologna, Italy
contact me at reti023@didasun1.cineca.it for suggestions, corrections,
discussions or anything else...
ClFmoser than close - you see yourself - a mirrored immage,
of whC#at you wanted to bFme
As F#each day goes by - a little more - you can't remember
what it wC#as you wantedFm anyway
The fFmingers feel the lines - they prod the space - your ageing face
The fC#ace that once was so D#beautiful - C#is still there but unD#recognizable
F#Private Hell, Private Hell
The man who you once loved - is blad and fat - and seldom in
working late as usual
Your interest has waned - you feel the strain - the bed springs snap
on the occasions he lies upon you - close your eyes and think of nothing but
Private Hell, Private Hell
G#Think of C#Emma - wonder G#what she's C#doing
her G#husband C#Terry - and G#your grandchC#ildren
A#Think of CEdward - who's stA#ill at cCollege
you sA#end him lCetters - which he dA#oesn't acknCowledge
'Cause Fmhe don't care - they don't care
'Cause they're C#all going through their D#own
FmPrivate Hell, Private Hell
The morning slips away - in a valium haze - and catalogues
a numerous cups of coffe
In the afternoon - the weekly food - is put in bags
you float off down the high street
The shops windows reflect - play a nameless host - to a closet ghost
a picture of your fantasy - a victim of your misery
Private Hell, Private Hell
FmAlone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup - you see it smash
inside you crack - you can't go on - but you sweep it C#up
Safe at D#last inside your - FmPrivate Hell
SC#anity at lD#ast inside your - FmPrivate Hell
NOTE: I have recognised the chords above with a PIANO, and not a guitar, so
it's impossible for me to find out the exact notes that the great Paul plays
during the short guitar solos. I'm sorry but you will have to do it by
yourself !!!
Of course, suggestions are welcome ad encouraged.