Sydney 2000 Olympic Theme

|F# |Abm |B Bbm|Ebm7 C# F# No head for breakfast Abm B The car wouldn't start Bbm Ebm7 The train was really full C# No he didn't want to work F# The houses all the same Abm B Now here's the rain Bbm Not falling Ebm7 C# It's collapsing at his feet F# Deep breath and Bundy's on Abm B With a raincoat on his arm F# He wishes the hours would disappear A Ab The trip's in vain, 'cause awaiting him : Fm Bbm A layoff notice and his severance pay Fm Bbm Ebm7 He shuffles back to the train again F# Bbm You've gotta love this city F# For days he lies in bed Abm Nothing in his head B Bbm Ebm7 C# Enough Oprah, time to rise and take 'em on F# So he tracks on, tracks on into town Abm He's never down B Bbm Ebm7 C# When he's walking one in a hundred in a crowd F# Yeah the girls are pretty and the lights are bright Abm And it's truth and dare all in the one big night B F# He really loves his city A Ab Holding court at Taylor Square proper Fm Bbm The man he could become Fm Bbm Lee is full as a bum now Ebm7 F# Bbm Seven holy parcels by his side Ebm7 F# Bbm Ebm7 Yeah, you gotta love this city F# Bbm You gotta love this city F# He walks along the foreshore Abm He's got a bottle B Bbm Ebm7 And he shrugs in time with the water C# The water loves him F# He can take no car Abm B He won't miss his job B F# At least he's got the city A Ab It was busy everywhere he went Fm Bbm There was a crowd over the bay Fm Bbm And a fireworks display Ebm7 F# Bbm "It's all very strange for a Thursday night" thought he Ebm7 F# And it dawns on him as a cracker explodes Bbm And who the hell is he going to blame ? Ebm7 F# It dawns on him, the horror Bbm We got the Olympic Games Ebm7 F# Bbm You gotta love this city Ebm7 F# Bbm For its body and not its brain Ebm7 F# And he screams : "My city is a whore" Bbm It's opened its legs to the world Ebm7 F# Jumped up and down in pastel shirts Bbm And lathered up thinking about designs for t-shirts Ebm7 F# Bbm You gotta love this city Ebm7 F# Bbm For its body and not its brain Ebm7 {You used to love this city} F# Bbm {Love this city, used to love this city} Ebm7 {You used to love this city} F# Bbm {Love this city, used to love this city} Ebm7 {He used to love this city} F# Bbm {Love this city, for its body and not its brain} Ebm7 {He used to love this city} F# Bbm {Love this city, for its body and not its brain} Ebm7 F# And it's more than he can take Bbm And the star's reflection breaks Ebm7 He's had enough F#m Bbm And he sinks to the bottom. Transcribed by Tim Byron & Dan Meijer