Intro: Am F Dm D Am Under the weight of a broken nose F Itʼs not that simple but he wonʼt seem to notice Dm D There must be more to this Am So leave those sink states and Letʼs book a holiday F Weʼre painting all the counties in blue Dm ʼCause weʼre already boring And weʼre already hoarding D What else have we got left to accrue? Pre-Chorus: Am And the ramblers will say: F «Itʼs got a marvelous view» Dm But we donʼt know how many lives it took, no D Thеyʼll never know what you knew Chorus: Am And wеʼre so calm but weʼre (fucking scared, fucking scared) Am And weʼre so calm but weʼre (fucking scared, fucking scared) Am And weʼre so calm but weʼre (fucking scared, fucking scared) Am And weʼre so calm but weʼre fucking scared of people like you Am Under the weight of some Sertraline F A couple Prozacs and now Iʼm pumping dopamine Dm D There must be more to this Am Weʼve got a country house now Old dog has been put down now F Itʼs nice to be around trees Dm Custom licence plate On our Audi R8 D How many grocers does one county need? Pre-Chorus: Am And the ramblers will say: F «Itʼs still a marvellous view» Dm But the treadmill still looms D Of your hedonic misuse Instrumental: Am F Dm D Outro: Am So come on, one and all and see the apathy F The reems of grey stencils that fill the tapestry Dm I look to all of you and see a different fucking species D Aspiration for a different destination to me Am Across the Pennines thereʼs a thin blue line, a knife and a mall F I would do something if it wasnʼt all so effortful Dm ʼCause Iʼm so high my brain canʼt even look at the fall D And when youʼve reached the top, thereʼs nowhere else to go but...