...CARDIAC ARREST... by Madness
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*from 'Seven' (1981)*
Intro:
Am G F F/E, Dm E Am
Verse 1:
AmEmF
Papers in the morning,
FEmAm
Bowler hat on head.
AmEmF
Walking to the bus stop,
FEmAm
He's longing for his bed.
AmEmF
Waiting with his neighbours,
FEmAm
In the rush hour queue.
AmEmF
Got to get the first bus;
FEmAm
So much for him to do.
Bridge 1:
EmG
He's got to hurry
F#mA
Got to get his seat
EmG
Can't miss his place
F#mA
Got to rest his feet.
Verse 2:
AmEm
Ten more minutes,
F
'Till he gets there;
FEmAm
The crossword's nearly done.
AmEmF
It's been so hard these days,
FEmAm
Not nearly so much fun.
AmEmF
His mind wanders to the office,
FEmAm
His telephone, desk and chair.
AmEmF
He's been happy with the company;
FEmAm
They've treated him real fair.
Bridge 2:
EmG
Think of seven letters,
F#mA
Be-gin and end in 'C'.
EmG
Like a big A-merican car,
F#mA
But misspelt with a 'D'.
Break:
GBb
I wish this bus'd get a move on,
Am7
Driver's taking his time.
GBb
I just don't know, I'll be late,
Am7
Oh dear what will the boss say?
G
Pull yourself together now,
Don't get in a state.
Chorus 1:
AmDm
Don't you worry,
GC
There's no hurry.
AmDm
It's a lovely day,
GC
Could all be going your way.
AmDm
Take the doc's ad-vice,
GC
Let up enjoy your life.
AmDm
Listen to what they say;
GCGdim
It's not a game they play.
Interlude:
Am G F F/E, Dm E Am
Verse 3:
AmEmF
Never get there at this rate;
FEmAm
He's caught up in a jam.
AmEmF
There's a meeting this morning,
FEmAm
It's just his luck oh damn!
AmEmF
His hand dives in his pocket,
FEmAm
For his handker-chief.
AmEmF
Pearls of sweat on his collar,
FEmAm
His pulse-beat seems so brief.
Bridge 3:
EmG
Eyes fall on his wristwatch,
F#mA
The seconds pass real slow.
EmG
Gasping for the hot air,
F#mA
But the chest pain it won't go.
Break:
GBb
Tried to ask for help,
Am7
But can't seem to speak a word.
GBb
Words are whispered frantically,
Am7
But don't seem to be heard.
G
What about the wife and kids?
They all depend on me!
Chorus 2:
AmDm
We're so sorry,
GC
We told you not to hurry.
AmDm
Now it's just too late,
GC
You've got a certain date.
AmDm
We thought we made it clear?
GC
We all voiced our inner fears.
AmDm
We left it up to you;
GCGdim
There's nothing we can do.
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Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2004
(clumsyband@hotmail.com)