East London Summer(Chords)

	        C 

(Verso 1) 
C 
Dictated to by empty streets, 
                 Am 
Chain stores and big machines 
                       G 
The snow falls hard on soft debris 
                           F 
And I know this town don't envy me 
                        C 
And the locals all seem nice enough 
                         Am 
But they cross streets I dare not walk 
                     G 
I'll drive the extra couple of blocks 
                   F 
And stop when I am told to stop 



    C 
And everyone in this shitty bar 
        F 
Is just trying to sink their teeth into everybody else 
C                                                          F 
Give me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summer 
 


(Verso 2) 
C 
Nothing makes you feel more alive 
           Am 
Than being surrounded by things that have recently died 
            G 
And on this goddamn bitter cold late November night 
    F 
The kids put on their coats to go see the Christmas lights 
C 
Urban undeveloped wastelands of Michigan 
     Am 
Sleet falls on my jacket teeth are chattering again 
        G 
And the locals all drink and love, fight when they have drunk too much 
    F 
The kids look like they grew up knowing how to take a punch 
Am                      G                    F 
And the month old front pages from local newspapers dance 
       Am                      G            F 
On the lonely winds around the empty lobbies of once grand buildings 



    C 
And everyone in this shitty bar 
        F 
Is just trying to sink their teeth into everybody else 
        C                                                  F 
Give me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summer 
C 
Let's be anything, let's be lovers, we'll take care of one another 
          F 
Live like people I looked up to in the time when I was happier 
        C                                                  F 
Give me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summer 



(Bridge) 
           G                F 
And now I'm smoking weed in New York City 
          G                          F 
In the land of happy-ever-afters and dreams come true 
       G                     F                G 
I pass out piss drunk on the floor of a motel room 
                      F                  Em 
Wake up shivering and thinking about you 
               F 
And I'm tired 
       Em          F    G 
I'm so tired 


 
    C 
And everyone in this shitty bar 
         F 
Is still trying to sink their teeth into everybody else 
        C                                                   F 
Give me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summer 
         C 
Let's be anything, let's be lovers, we'll take shots at one another 
              F 
Live like people I looked up to in the time when I was happier 
        C                                                  F 
Give me East London summer, give me North Melbourne summer 


F
	        

Written by The Smith Street Band