Intro:
E, Em, A Etc.
Verse:
EA
Going down a dirty inner city side road, I plotted
EA
Madness passed me by, she smiled hi, I nodded
EB5E
Looked up as the sky began to cry, she shot it
EAE
Meet a girl from Dearborn, early six o-clock this morn, a cold fact
AE
Asked about her bag, suburbia's such a drag, wont go back
Chorus:
GDAE
'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas round here
GDAE
And now he sees the news, but the pictures not too clear
AE
Mama, Papa, stop, treasure what you got; soon you may be caught without it
AE
The curfews set for eight; will it ever all be straight? I doubt it.
Verse:
EAE
Seven jealous fools playing by her rules, can't believe her
AE
He feels so in between, can't break the scene, it would grieve her
EB5A
And that's the reason why he must cry, he'll never leave her.
EAE
Crooked children, yellow chalk writing on the concrete walk, their King died
AE
Drinking from a Judas cup, looking down but seeing up, sweet red wine
Chorus:
GDAE
'Cos Papa don't allow no new ideas round here
GDAE
And now you hear the music, but the words don't sound too clear.
AE
Mama, Papa, stop. Treasure what you got. Soon you may be caught without it
AE
The curfews set for eight will it ever all be straight? I doubt it.
Outro:
EA
Going down a dusty, Georgian side road, I wonder
EB5E
The wind splashed in my face, can smell a trace, of thunder.