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Robbie Williams - Life Thru A Lens Ukulele

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Life Thru A Lens Ukulele

(ver. 1)
Robbie Williams
Life Thru A Lens-Robbie Williams

Riff 1
E---------------2-----------------2----|
B---------2--------2--------2--------2-|
G------2-----------------2-------------|
D--------------------------------------|
A---4--------4--------4--------4-------|
E--------------------------------------|

A
Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens

D
Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
F
She shouldn't wear this he shouldn't wear that
C                        G
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double
             D
measure with friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
F
Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
C                        G
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double
             D
measure with friends

Riff 1
Just because I ain't double barrelled
                               D
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
          C#
Can't you tell!
F#m
Oh no it's quite appalling
                               D        A
Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well

Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens
A
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
Amaj7
So go home and wash the dishes
    Bm   F#m  E       G  D     A
And wash them well so he can't tell

D
She's looking real drab just out of rehab
F
I'm talking football she's talking ab fab
C
Your clothes are very kitch
G                          D
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
         F
Now your cheque's just bounced better run
to your mummy
        C                     G
And you know it's a class act she'll never
           D
ask for it back

Riff 1
Just because I ain't double barrelled
                               D
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
          A
Can't you tell!
                         Amaj7
Mix with the local gentry and don't crash
Tarquin's Bentley
G                   D
I'll take the bends with our life thru a lens
A
You're scared of the poor and needy
Amaj7
Is that why you're all inbreedy?
        Bm   F#m  E         G    D    A
They're just like you, they need love too

Amaj7  G  F

A
Wake up on Sunday morning
Amaj7
Everything feels so boring
G
Is that where it ends
D/F#
With your life thru a lens
A
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
Amaj7
So go home and wash the dishes
G                  D/F#
And wash them well so he can't tell

A    Amaj7   G   F G A
            
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