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...CARDIAC ARREST... by Madness
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*from 'Seven' (1981)*
Intro:
Em,
Am G F F/E, Dm E Am (x2)
Verse 1:
Am Em F F Em Am
Papers in the morning, Bowler Hat on head.
Am Em F F Em Am
Walking to the bus stop; he's longing for his bed.
Am Em F F Em Am
Waiting with his neighbours, in the rush hour queue.
Am Em F F Em Am
Got to get the first bus; so much for him to do.
Bridge 1:
Em G F#m A
He's got to hurry, got to get his seat.
Em G F#m A
Can't miss his place; got to rest his feet.
Verse 2:
Am Em F
Ten more minutes 'till he gets there;
F Em Am
The crossword's nearly done.
Am Em F F Em Am
It's been so hard these days; not nearly so much fun.
Am Em F F Em Am
His mind wanders to the office, his telephone, desk and chair.
Am Em F F Em Am
He's been happy with the company; they've treated him real fair.
Bridge 2:
Em G F#m A
Think of seven letters, be-gin and end in 'C'.
Em G F#m A
Like a big A-merican car, but mis-spelt with a 'D'.
Break:
G Bb Am7
I wish this bus'd get a move on; driver's taking his time.
G Bb Am7
I just don't know, I'll be late; oh dear, what will the boss say?
G
Pull yourself together now, don't get in a state.
Chorus 1:
Am Dm G C
Don't you worry; there's no hurry.
Am Dm G C
It's a lovely day; it could all be going your way.
Am Dm G C
Take the doc's ad-vice; let up, enjoy your life.
Am Dm G C B, Gdim
Listen to what they say; it's not a game they play.
Interlude:
Am G F F/E, Dm E Am (x4)
Verse 3:
Am Em F F Em Am
Never get there at this rate; he's caught up in a jam.
Am Em F F Em Am
There's a meeting this morning; it's just his luck, oh damn!
Am Em F F Em Am
His hand dives in his pocket, for his handker-chief.
Am Em F F Em Am
Pearls of sweat on his collar; his pulse-beat seems so brief.
Bridge 3:
Em G F#m A
Eyes fall on his wristwatch; the seconds pass real slow.
Em G F#m A
Gasping for the hot air, but the chest pain; it won't go.
Break:
G Bb Am7
Tried to ask for help, but can't seem to speak a word.
G Bb Am7
Words are whispered frantically, but don't seem to be heard.
G
What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me!
Chorus 2:
Am Dm G C
We're so sorry; we told you not to hurry.
Am Dm G C
Now it's just too late; you've got a certain date.
Am Dm G C
We thought we made it clear? We all voiced our inner fears.
Am Dm G C B
We left it up to you; there's nothing we can do.
Chorus 3:
Am Dm G C
Don't you worry; there's no hurry.
Am Dm G C
It's a lovely day; it could all be going your way.
Am Dm G C
Take the doc's ad-vice; let up, enjoy your life.
Am Dm G C B
Listen to what they say; it's not a game they play.
(Repeat to Fade)
CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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Em Am G F F/E Dm E
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
022000 x02210 320003 133211 xx2010 xx0231 022100
F#m A Bb Am7 C B Gdim
EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE EADGBE
244222 x02220 x13331 x02013 x32010 x24442 xx2323
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2004 ([email protected])
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