Snob
Bouncy country rock featuring Mick Ash.
The first couple of verses are factual… the rest spins to hyperbole but based on a beach holiday in the Gambia (Where we spurned the beach for bird-watching in the creeks.)A grumpy old man song according to Sheila.
words and music by Martin Stirrup 2017
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I had humble beginnings wore second hand suits
E
Brought up in East London and I know my roots
F#m B
When I travelled hitch-hiking was my only way to roam
E A
I sold my blood on my honeymoon just to get us home
We used to share a minestrone and a plate of chips
A forced vegetarian diet before it was hip
But now we spurn the beach-bars full of tattoos and noise
For a swanky restaurant full of culture and poise
chorus
D
I know life can be tough
Raucous and rough
A
Sometimes you beg steal borrow or rob
D
But as I get , fewer burdens to shoulder
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I fear I’m becoming a snob!
Don’t want to hang around with crowds sporting acres of flesh
That’s definitely somewhere where more is less
Raucous drunken behaviour I now find crass and rude
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And more to the point it puts me off my food (variant chords)
Instrumental
Now you know I don’t mean to pontificate
It’s the kind of thing my younger self would really hate
I don’t want to give out some stereotypical tract
About the youngsters of today and the way they act
Repeat¬ chorus
So just give me some space where I can take my place
Without your exhibitionism in my face
I don’t care what you do in your privacy
Just as long as it don’t interfere with me
Altered chorus
I know life can be tough, Raucous and rough
Sometimes you beg borrow or rob
But there’s really no harm in a little decorum
C Am7 C Am7C
So change your behaviour, and you’ll be my saviour
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Please stop me from becoming a snob Repeat¬ chorus
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