Sex Pistols - Satellite

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4ervin
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Sex Pistols - Satellite
 
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A F# D [x4]
 
A F# DSuburban kid, ya got no name
A F#Two ton baby and ya got no
Dbrain
AI bet you're only happy in
F# Dsuburban dreams
ABut I'm only laughing cause you
F# Dain't in my scheme
 
E GHey baby I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
EYou
 
AI only ever listen when you're
F# Don the phone
A F#From your safety where you sit
Dat home
A F# DWhen I got nothin' better to do
AThen there is always you Cause
F# Dyou're good for my shoe
 
E GHey baby I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
EYou
 
A F#You look at me but you just
Dcan't tell
ALookin' like you just came
F# Doutta hell
A F# DActing like a dirty lavatory
A F#There ain’t no bid for your
Dchastity
 
E GHey baby I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
EYou
 
DI'm in love Yeah really in love
 
A F# D [x4]
 
ATry and join the scene but
F# Dyou’re too obscene
Ayou’re looking like a big fat
F# Dbig baked bean
A F#How did ya figure that'd you'd
Dany use?
A F#All you're gonna get is my
Dabuse
 
E GHey baby I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
EYou
 
A F#No I don't like where you come
Dfrom
A F# DIt's just a satellite of London
A F# DAnd when you look me in the eye
A F# DJust remember that I wanna die
 
E GHey baby I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
E GYou I love
F#
EYou
 
D / D G F# [x4]
 
A F# D [to end]
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