Am              Gm              Dm              E
Every sweet little lie ever whispered to you now rings true
Am              Gm              Dm              E
No need to wake the seeping dogs, they just turn on you
Am              Gm              Dm              E
i'll make my way instead to the foot of your ivory tower,
Am              Gm              Dm              E
but no love do i find there, amongst the thorns and the dying flowers

Am      G       F       E
what became of the love we knew,
Am      G       F       E
we beat the swine black and blue,
Am      G       F       E
you and i, me and you,
Am      G       F       E
beat the swine black and blue,

Am              Gm              Dm              E
the thames and the mersey, the tyne and the wear and the crige,
Am              Gm              Dm              E
they spew slums like gravy on the banks of the poisonious tide,
Am              Gm              Dm              E
they washed up a pale thin girl alone in her ivory tower
Am              Gm              Dm              E
scratching her skin on the thorn and the stems of the dying flower 



Am      G       F       E
what became of the love we knew,
Am      G       F       E
we beat the swine black and blue,
Am      G       F       E
you and i, me and you,
Am      G       F       E
beat the swine black and blue,
Am      G       F       E
what became of the working class
Am      G       F       E
nike and reebok, adidas
Am      G       F       E
scratchcards, pimpes and ecstasy
Am      G       F       E
hooray for the 21st century