Beautiful South: Quench Guitar Chords

	Quench Guitar Chords 12 October 1998 (Heaton/Rotheray) Courtesy of A.Ott and S.Burrows
	PERFECT 10 [intro] A A A E, A A A E A She's a Perfect 10 But she wears a 12 E Baby, keep a little two for me A She could be sweet 16 Busting out of the seams E It's still love in the first degree A When he's at my gate With a big fat eight E You wanna see this smile on my face A And even at my door With a poor poor 4 E There ain't no man can replace [Chorus] A We love our love Bm In different sizes D I love her body A Especially the lines A Time takes its toll Bm But not on the eyes E Promise me this A Take me tonight If he's extra large (that's me) Well I'm in charge I can work this thing on top And if he's XXL Well what the hell Every penny don't fit the slot The anorexic chicks The model 6 They don't hold no weight with me Well, 8 or 9, Well that's just fine I like to hold something I can see [Chorus] I've bought a watch To time your beauty But I've had a bit of second hand I've bought a calendar And every month Is taken up by the love we made [Chorus]
IF C F If the greedy were the starving Dm G If the masters were the slaves C F If the owners became the dogs Dm G C G How would they behave? (same as above) Cos selling family heirlooms For one fifty or a pound Is like standing outside Burger King Selling horse and hound CHORUS Am Cos sleeping in a doorway C With a futon and a quilt F C Is like crying in the rubble F C Of a building that you built Am The day that you're not man enough C Is the day you cease to be F C A wheel-barrow full of leaves G C From a rotten apple tree If the mugger was a woman And the man just passing by Would ya' bird and bitch and slag it up You'd shrivel up and die If the landlord was the tennant If the hunter was the game If construction was constricted And capital just the same CHORUS Cause sleeping in a doorway With a futon and a quilt Is like crying in the rubble Of a building that you built The day that you're not man enough Is the day you cease to be A wheel-barrow full of leaves From a rotten apple tree If the King was court jester And the jester took the throne He'd put the privileged on the streets And give the poor a home If the Irish were the English And the English still not free Would ya mick and thick and pad it up You'd tongue the pip CHORUS Cause sleeping in a doorway With a futon and a quilt Is like crying in the rubble Of a building that you built The day that you're not man enough Is the day you cease to be A wheel-barrow full of leaves From a rotten apple tree
	THE TABLE (Verse) F G Am This table has four sturdy legs F G Am And a heart of very near wild oak F G C When others would have screamed Am out loud my friend F G Am This one never even spoke (Chorus) F G I've been sat upon, (ooh ohh) Am I've been spat upon (ooh ohh) F I've been treated like a bed G Been carried like a stretcher, C Am when someone thinks they're dead F G I've been dined upon (ooh ooh) Am I've been wined upon (ooh ohh) F I've been taken for a fool G Taken for a desk, C when they should have been Am at school This table's been pushed against the door When tempers, well tempers flare at night Banged upon with knuckles clenched my friend When someone thinks that they are right I've been sat upon, I've been spat upon I've been treated like a bed Been carried like a stretcher, when someone thinks they're dead I've been dined upon, I've been wined upon I've been taken for a fool Taken for a desk, when they should have been at school C F C Tables only turn when tables learn C F G Put me on a bonfire, watch me burn C F Treat me with some dignity, C F don't treat me like a slave C F Or I'll turn to the coffin C in your grave I've been sat upon, I've been spat upon I've been treated like a bed Been carried like a stretcher, when someone thinks they're dead I've been dined upon, I've been wined upon I've been taken for a fool Taken for a desk, when they should have been at school Tables only turn when tables learn Put me on a bonfire, watch me burn Treat me with some dignity, don't treat me like a slave Or I'll turn into the coffin in your grave
Big Coin F Big coin that you toss for heads or tails Bb Big coin you let slip down the drain Gm Bbm7 Big coin didn't find where it landed F Bb F C Big coin, big coin Big coin that you dropped in the river Little raft that took you across Little hand that pulled it from the gutter Big coin, big coin F Bb It's a tiny little heart F Bb that challenges the coin Gm But the coin has C no beat or no breath Big coin won't even Bb F leave you a love note C F Big coin, big death Big coin that you held and you treasured Big coin you can't believe that you lost Little kiss that helped you when you needed Little kiss, big coin Little heart that has no exchange rate Big coin that could join the IMF Little heart is only greedy 'cause it's poor Little heart, big coin It's a tiny little heart that challenges the coin But the coin has no north or no south Big coin says it will never leave you Big coin, big mouth F Bb Little heart, it ain't gold, C it ain't silver F Bb Little heart, it ain't wasted C on me F Bb Little heart, so much bigger C than the coin Gm C Little heart, big guarantee Gm C Little heart, big guarantee Fm, Bb, C Little heart It's a tiny little heart that challenges the coin But the coin has no north or no south Big coin says it will never leave you Big coin, big mouth