5 Flucloxacillin

D    A    D    A   F#m
D    A    D    F#m E
(x2)

D                     A
Five Flucloxacillin rattle in the pit of my purse
F#m                     A
Among the ones and the twos, I never finished a course
D                         A
Doctor said, "Don't drink on antibiotics"
D                             A                F#m      A
Reply, "It doesn't matter, hangover's always chronic anyway"

A                D                A
   A peloton of OAPs cycling up behind me
                          D                         E
Shouting, "Step up your paces, we've got places to be"
              D                     F#m
A pile-on of OAPs crashing in my slipstream
                       G#m                     D
I turn, "Shut up your faces, I'm not your domestique"

D     A     F#m                 A
They say if they had got the victory
D       A      F#m              A
They'd act with so much more humility
D     A     F#m                 A     D    A
They say if they had got the victory
Bm
Well, I guess we'll never know!

D    A    D    A   F#m
D    A    D    Bm

D                  A
Am I a piggy bank of obsolete currency?
F#m                      A
An order of merit from country known for tyranny?
D                     A
Another blister pack pops, but I still feel much the same
D                   A            F#m
Thirty-one, and depression is a young man's game

D    A    D    A   F#m
D    A    D    F#m E

D                          A
Found a fiver screwed up inside a prescription receipt
F#m                  A
From the salbutamol (No, a gift from the sertraline)
D                         A
Hallowed be somnolence brought on by the tramadol
D                              A                F#m        A
Damned be the knowledge that's it, now you have tried 'em all

A                D                A
   A peloton of OAPs cycling up behind me
                          D                         E
Shouting, "Step up your paces, we've got places to be"
              D                     F#m
A pile-on of OAPs crashing in my slipstream
                       G#m                     D
I turn, "Shut up your faces, I'm not your domestique"

D     A     F#m                 A
They say if they had got the victory
D       A      F#m              A
They'd act with so much more humility
D     A     F#m                 A     D    A
They say if they had got the victory
F#m       A                 D     A
Well, I guess we'll never know!
F#m       A                 D     A
Well, I guess we'll never know!
F#m       A                 D     A
Well, I guess we'll never know!
F#m       A                 D     A    Bm
Well, I guess we'll never know!

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