C
Let's begin at the beginning

Am
We're lovers and we're losers

G
Heroes and we're pioneers

F
We're beggars and we're choosers

D 	  	  	  	  E
Skirting round the edges of the ideal demographic

D
We're almost on the guest list

C
We're always stuck in traffic

C
We've watched our close associates

A
Often play their parts

G
Chatting up the it girls

F
And they're tearing up the charts

D 	  	  	  	  	       E
While we were playing with coppers to get our rounds in at the bar

D 	  	  	  	  	      C
We're the C team with the the almost famous old friends of the stars


C 	  	     Am
Justin is the last great romantic poet

G 	  	  	  	    F
He's the only one among us who is ever gonna make it

D 	  	  	  	   E
We planned the revolution from a cheap Southampton bistro

D 	  	  	  	  	  C
I don't remember details, but there were English boys with Banjos

C 	  	  	  	        Am
Jay is our St George and he's standing on a wooden chair

G 	  	  	  	  	  	 F
And he sings songs and he slays dragons and he's losing all his hair

D 	  	  	     E
And Adam is the resurrected spirit of Gram Parsons

D 	  	  	  	    C
In blood instead of Rhinestone and living in South London

     E 	  	  	  	 F
And no one's really clear about Tommy's job descr i ption

 	  D 	  	  	  	 C
But it's pretty clear he's vital to the whole damn operation

     	  D 	  	  	  	        E
And Dave Danger smiles at strangers, Tre's the safest the girl I know

    D 	  	  	  	  	  	     C
And Zo and Harps will scamper off to victory in the City we call home

 	  	  	 C
And we won't change are ways
 	          G                   F
We will proud remain, when the glory fades, when the glory fades


 	   C 	  	  	  	    Am
Yeah I am sick and tired of people who are living on the b-list

 	      G 	  	  	  	        F
Yeah they're waiting to be famous, and they're wondering why they do this

      D 	  	  	    	   E
And I know I'm not the one who it habitually optimistic

 	     D 	  	  	  	  	  C
But I'm the one who's got the microphone here so just remember this

     C 	  	  	       Am
Well life is about love, lost minutes and lost evening

      G 	  	  	  	     F
About fire in our bellies and about furtive little feelings

 	 D 	  	  	        E
And the aching amplitudes that set our needles all flickering

 	  D 	  	  	  	    C
And they help us with remembering that the only that's thing left to do is live

 	       Am 	  	  	        G
After all the loving and losing, after all the heroes and the pioneers

F 	  	  	  	     G 	  	  	  	 C
The only thing that's left to do is get another round in at the bar.