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(Capo 1st fret)
(Intro) B F# (x8)
I was about to buy de-icer, check the pressure on my tyres,
Burn a county compilation, take Elaine to Mr Squires
But how sincere were my intentions? Was it all a rush of blood?
Without a friend around to guide me; it was you who understood.
Those travel sweets so hard to open, the matrix sign near Arley Hall
To use or not to use the toll road ‘cos after Stoke it starts to crawl.....
And it crawls.
And I’d be far from over keen - based upon those calculations:
I stayed at home.
You showed me distance in between, mileage chart
It’s good you’re here to intervene, mileage chart
I think you’ve changed the way I feel, concrete heart
F# B D E B F# (instr) B F# (x4)
You showed me Ullapool to Deal, mileage chart.
In limiting my aspirations, a quiet happiness ensues
I never tried to reach for the stars, I never had platform shoes
Should I get too enthusiastic, should my head begin to spin
Your brutal numerals appal me, and quickly douse the flame within.
Armageddon notwithstanding, in Lower Nowhere I will stay
For higher calling and tomorrow, I couldn’t give an ETA......
Come what may.
I know you’ll never let me down, I looked across and found the answer:
It’s six three five.
I’ve got the distance in between, mileage chart
Nobody knows what might have been, mileage chart
The motive now is solid steel, climate change
You’ve gone and locked my steering wheel, mileage chart
Mileage chart, mileage chart.....