Look Dad No Tunes

Intro: D A D A) D A D A G A D A My life is comfortable but I don't want that image for my band. D A D A G A D A Inside, I'm reasonable but I'll make out they just don't understand. Em A Em A When we don't feel well let's put on some Velvets Em G A Leave our guitars up against the amp. D A D And get feedback when I feel that I need that A G A D (A (D A) Air of "look, aren't we dangerous" - that's the time to feedback. D A D A G A D A Intense, no compromise, nasty evil cranking up my brain. D A D A G A D A Pain, Howl, she's gone to Spain with a load of mates from work. Em A Em A And I feel cursed and sore, like I'm Thurston Moore like Em G A The darkness in my eyes won't go away. D A D I get feedback in my bedroom in Nantwich A G A D A Stamp my foot down on the angst-switch: that's the time to feedback. Intro: D A D A, G A G A, D A, G A, D A, D A D A) B Em A D Somebody's knocking on my door; it's the boy from over the road B Em A D And he says he shares our obsession and he'd like to join in on the session B Em A And the others aren't arsed either way, so I say: D A D A I think we'd better let him in, I heard he's got a Theremin D A D A I think we'd better let him in, I've heard he's got a Theremin Em A And I've seen him walk through the park a lot Em A And I bet he listens to Arc a lot D A I think we'd better let him in, he's got a Theremin D A We'd better let him in, he's got a Theremin.