Beer And A Burger

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There's a big group of lads at the bar

              D            A            G
They've got Ralph Lauren shirts on and gel in their hair

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The fruit machines rigged so it never gives out

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A pint of John Smith's is less than a pound

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And it's beer and a burger for dinner again

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With all of the pubs on the high street the same

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With laminated menus and terrible music

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Really bright lights and some puke in the toilets


   G
Another nameless, faceless town

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Another Friday night

       G
Let's hope that some of these lads get laid

   A
Before they start getting into fights


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It's all good though, it's all gravy

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This is Middle England baby



*Trumpet solo*


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And the roundabouts circle the towns

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The carpet got swept and the factory closed down

  D       A           G              A
No-one remembers the town they once knew

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And all arrows point to the next Wetherspoons


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Where we drink away our sorrows with smiles on our faces

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I know this cause I've been there, I'm a fan of getting wasted


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Makes me feel good, drives me crazy

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This is Middle England baby


*Trumpet solo*


          G                     A
Makes me feel good, drives me crazy

           G       A     D
This is Middle England baby