Biography:
NME award-winner Jamie Treays is a singer/songwriter hailing from Wimbledon, South London, England. He is signed to Virgin Records but released his Betty and The Selfish Sons EP on his own Pacemaker Records label in 2007. His musical style is hard to place, but incorporates elements of rap, reggae, and acoustic genres. Although at the time of writing Jamie has received relatively little mainstream exposure, he has received airplay from BBC Radio 1 DJ Zane Lowe
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Other songs:
- Emily's Heart
- If You Got The Money
- If Youve Got The Money
- Salvador
- Sheila
- Sheila Stella
- Spiders Web
- Spirder's Webs
- Sticks And Stones
- Zombie
- Back In The Game
- Believing In Things That Cant Be Done
- British Intelligence
- Calm Down Dearest
- Chaka Demus
- Dont You Find
- Dragon Bones
- Emilys Heart
- Fox News
- Have You Goit The Money
- If I Were A Boy
- Jenny Can Rely On Me
- Joan Of Arc
- Limits Lie
- Love Is Only A Heartbeat Away
- Magnolia Melancholia
- Mama Dont Smoke
- Mary Lee
- On The Green
- Power Over Men
- Rabbit Hole
- Robin Hood
- St Christopher
- Sticks N Stones
- The Curious Sound
- The Mans Machine
- The Prophet
- They Told Me It Rained
- Turn On The Light
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Pretty easy to follow not sure how right it is but it sounds right to me.....
Please do correct me on lyrics or chords
this is my first tab ----- Matt Ives
E B
There's fire in her eyes in the altercation,
A
She blames her poverty on her parents generation.
A
She says they sniffed it up the nose,Now they want our payments.
A E
It's fucking cold in here,The landlords tryna make us vagrants.
E B
And Jackie's whiskey buddy hits him with an iron fist,
A
The landlord goes down swinging while you drink your buddies piss,
A
I don't know what to do now, that I'm definitely on the list,
A E
I just sit back and brew it, coca cola communist.
Chorus
E
I'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
B
Like a grenade with the pin out at the party,
A
You're like a fucking hurricane next to me.
A E
There's fire on the fringe, we'll whittle em down, down.
E B
I think she lost her looks to the beauty and terror,
A
She says her friends are fucked and in the fairest of weather,
A
She asked me is it painless? Am I humouring the brainless?
A E
Being young and drunk and all fucked up, And being in entertainment.
E B
I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules.
A
I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through.
A
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to,
A E
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to.
E
I'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
B
Like a grenade with the pin out at the party,
A
You're like a fucking hurricane next to me.
A E
There's fire on the fringe, we'll whittle em down, down.
E B
I haven't cracked a smile since '93.
A
She says a pretty dull dark place to be,
A E
No shit Sherlock, shooting down, down, down.
E B
I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules.
A
I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through.
A
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to,
A E
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to.
E B
I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules.
A
I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through.
A
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to,
A E
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to.
E
I'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
B
Like a grenade with the pin out at the party,
A
You're like a fucking hurricane next to me.
A E
There's fire on the fringe, we'll whittle em down, down.
E B
I don't know what it is that you're doing to me,
A
I haven't cracked a smile since '93.
A
She says a pretty dull dark place to be,
A E
No shit Sherlock, shooting down, down, down.
Please do correct me on lyrics or chords
this is my first tab ----- Matt Ives
E B
There's fire in her eyes in the altercation,
A
She blames her poverty on her parents generation.
A
She says they sniffed it up the nose,Now they want our payments.
A E
It's fucking cold in here,The landlords tryna make us vagrants.
E B
And Jackie's whiskey buddy hits him with an iron fist,
A
The landlord goes down swinging while you drink your buddies piss,
A
I don't know what to do now, that I'm definitely on the list,
A E
I just sit back and brew it, coca cola communist.
Chorus
E
I'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
B
Like a grenade with the pin out at the party,
A
You're like a fucking hurricane next to me.
A E
There's fire on the fringe, we'll whittle em down, down.
E B
I think she lost her looks to the beauty and terror,
A
She says her friends are fucked and in the fairest of weather,
A
She asked me is it painless? Am I humouring the brainless?
A E
Being young and drunk and all fucked up, And being in entertainment.
E B
I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules.
A
I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through.
A
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to,
A E
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to.
E
I'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
B
Like a grenade with the pin out at the party,
A
You're like a fucking hurricane next to me.
A E
There's fire on the fringe, we'll whittle em down, down.
E B
I haven't cracked a smile since '93.
A
She says a pretty dull dark place to be,
A E
No shit Sherlock, shooting down, down, down.
E B
I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules.
A
I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through.
A
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to,
A E
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to.
E B
I don't ask the questions, I don't write the rules.
A
I'm up for suggestions, I will follow you through.
A
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to,
A E
It can't be any worse than what I've been up to.
E
I'm glad you came and turned up next to me,
B
Like a grenade with the pin out at the party,
A
You're like a fucking hurricane next to me.
A E
There's fire on the fringe, we'll whittle em down, down.
E B
I don't know what it is that you're doing to me,
A
I haven't cracked a smile since '93.
A
She says a pretty dull dark place to be,
A E
No shit Sherlock, shooting down, down, down.
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