Chorus sounds best barred.

Riff 1
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[Intro]
       N.C.
       N.C.
       N.C.
    


[Verse 1]

             
And though Eng


land is mine
          
I must leave i

  
t all behind
        
The war is ove


r

(Riff 1)
       
Lift the ancho

         
r, set an open

        
 course
    
The New York s

tate lines

             
I think of all

 
 that went wro

ng
          
The sailor boy

             
s line up in s

             
ong and they s

#
ing
     
Of London

(Riff 1)
       
Love thy neigh

bour
         
Will it really

    
 last
   
Anytime
             
What's that th

        
at you said to

 me
          
Oh, I'm a chao

  
s space marine
       
So what, I lov

  
e you

(Riff 1)
       
Darling will y

          
ou take my met

        
al hand
     
It's cold
       
In time you wi

ll find
          
These things t

             
ake up space i

           
nside your min


d
         (Riff 1)
        
Where you coul

        
d be keeping h

          
onest thoughts

       
 of the sea al

one

[Chorus]

             
So I'm leaving

      
 this body
          
And I'm nеver 

              
coming home ag

   
ain, yeah
              
I'll bury thе 


axe here
            
Between the wi

           
ndow and the k

ingdom of men
             
Oh, I'm becomi

     
ng a worm now
          
And I'm lookin

              
g for a place 

         
to live, yeah
          
Here I come no

    
w

[Interlude]
      

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[Verse 2]
       
In time you wi

ll find
             
These things t

           
ake up
       
In time you wi

ll find
             
These things t

          
ake up
       
In time you wi

ll find
             
These things t

         
ake you

[Outro]
           
And now, so lo

            
ng chumps
            
I'm coming hom

       
e
         
(Oh yeah)

 
           
Billie Eilish 

          
style
           
A concorde wil

          
l fly
           
     Ignore th

            
e hole I've du

           
g again
      
Oh yeah
      
Oh yeah
      
Oh yeah
      
Oh yeah
      
Oh yeah