A Amaj7
Wake up on sunday morning and everything feels so boring
G D/F#
Is that where it ends live your life through a lens
D
Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
F
she shouldn`t wear this he shouldn`t wear that
C G A*
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
D
Fashion tardis down at quo vadis
F
who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
C G D
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
F#m F E
Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean
D# D C#
I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell!
F#m F E D# D A
Oh no it`s quite appaling your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!
(A) Amaj7
Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring
G D/F#
Is that where it ends with your life through a lens
A Amaj7
And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes
Bm Bm/A E G D A
And wash them well so he can`t tell
She`s looking real drab just out of rehab
I`m talking football she`s talking ab fab
https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/life-thru-a-lens-robbie-williams.php
Your clothes are very kitch just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your cheque`s just bounced better run to your mummy
And you know it`s a class act she`ll never ask for it back
F#m F E
Just because I ain`t double barelled don`t mean
D# D C#
I haven`t travelled well, can`t you tell!
A Amaj7
Mix with the local gentry and don`t crash Tarquin`s Bentley
G D/F#
I`ll take the bends with our life thru a lens
A Amaj7
You`re scared of the poor and needy is that why you`re all inbreedy?
Bm Bm/A E G D A
They`re just like you, they need love too
Zw.Spiel: Amaj7 G F (p.m.)
A Amaj7
Wake up on Sunday morning and everything feels so boring
G D/F#
Is that where it ends with your life through a lens
A Amaj7
And now your boyfriend`s suspicious so go home and wash the dishes
G D/F#
And wash them well so he can`t tell
Outro:
A Amaj7 G F G A*
