Handbags And Handcuffs

C Csus? A F#ish G

Just sit on the wall and smoke a cigarette

while our wages waste on “surefire” bets

But nothing seams to change around here,

A spoilt little rich kid with a Cambridge agenda,

puts down his text book to pick up a fender

but he wont change a thing my dear,

And i ignored you, oh how i adored you;

but i never saw you, i hope that i don’t bore of you.

but if i do i wont take it back i fear

Chorus

And the boys in blue, oh they’ll come for you,

right or wrong there’s fuck all you can do;

and despite it all Ive seen your Messiah

and they robbed me blind, called me a liar.

Verse II

So learn a trade son you never know what you’ll become,

wasting all your time living by there 9 to 5,

on day you’ll wake up and think, fuck, i could have been somebody;

And handbags and handcuffs are we’ve left,

with cups of tea and cigarettes

we’ve lost of lives to student debts;

we know it wasn’t meant to be like this, yet it somehow is.

Chorus

And the boys in blue, they will come for you,

right or wrong there’s nothing you can do

hand bags and handcuffs just sit on the wall, i used to be a giant i feel so small

Bridge

build me up just to fall

 away from here nothings clear,

the faces that i loved, well Ive come to fear.

Outro

Coz there coming for you

yeah, there coming for you

and in heart of hearts you’ve lost it all

Although once a giant we call come to fall