Fly Boy Bluelunette(Chords)

	        


Gm 
It's a lethal ballet 
Air traffic congestion 
I'm having a baby 
Second thoughts, scotch, dinner and 
D 
Someone?s dancing on the box 
A former MP and no one?s watching 
   Eb 
My oldest friends are a serious habit 
Fly boy blue, so bring your faces 
D 
Home to my sweet trampoline 
And acres of crash site love 

Gm  

D 
Someone?s dancing on the box 
A former MP and no one?s watching 
   Eb 
My oldest friends are a serious habit 
Fly boy blue, so bring your faces 
D 
Home to my sweet trampoline 
And acres of crash site love 

Gm D Eb D 

Gm 
Presidential delays 
Suppose I'm just lucky  
l'm having a shindig 
Me, Red Bob and The Ivory Host 
    D 
And someone?s shouting on the box 
A chinless prefect gone Godzilla 
   Eb 
My newest friends have forgotten my name 
But so have I so far so good and home 
D 
You and me trampoline 
And oceans of crash site love  

Gm D Eb D 



Lunette 
G major, 3/4, 140bpm 


C G Em D (3x) 

C 
What can be said of the cigarettes smoked 
  G 
A prop for a joke or a mark on the clock 
     Em 
If I stopped would the bus ever come 
                    D 
Would the dawn ever kiss me forgivingly knowing what?s done  
          C 
Would the drivel make scribble, make sense and then song 
          G 
Would the woodbines denied black another man?s lungs 
   Em 
Perverse as it may sound I sometimes believe 
    D 
The tip to my lips just reminds me to breathe 


C 
What can be said of the whiskey and wine 
G 
Random abandon or ballast for joy 
         Em 
That was scuppered with trust little more than a boy  
      D 
And besides I'm in excellent company 
    C 
I'm reaching the age when decisions are made  
       G 
on the life and the liver and I'm sure, last ditch  
          Em 
that I'll ask for more time, but Mother forgive me 
  D 
I still want a bottle of good Irish whiskey 
      C                                G 
And a bundle of smokes in my grave 


          Em  
But there isn?t words yet for the comfort I get 
         D 
From the gentle lunette at the top of the nape  
       C                   
of the neck that I wake to 
    G 
And where are the words for the leap in my chest 
     Em 
When mischief appears either side of the scar  
        D 
on your nose, made by a rose thorn 
       C                       (G) 
So you claim, by a rose thorn
	        

Written by Guy Garvey/Richard Jupp/Craig Potter/Mark Potter/Pete Turner