Gimmick

Verse 1
  C          D            C 
I scrimp and scrape and I write my music,
     G                  C      D
As I rattle on down the Tube.
      C              D
But I know its goin' nowhere,
        C
Coz the kids have got no money,
         G               C      D
Coz they put it all into you.
           C     D         C 
This is my blood sweat and tears,
   G                 C      D
To you its a life of fun.
     C     D        C 
As I worry about my music,
    G               C      D
You wonder how it's done.
           C   D       C 
There's a “big man” up top,
            G                       C      D
He's making all the right moves for you.
           C       D          C 
He think's its the way of the future,
            G                 C      D
Thinks he's pullin' something new.
       C    D       C 
As the kids grow up today,
           G                 C      D
They don't know what quality means.
            C                  D 
Coz they're parting with their money,
        C
For the shit they see on telly and their,
G                     C 
Brains are turning to beans.
D         C D
Over this Gimmick.

Chorus
F         Bb                 C             F   Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.
F         Bb                 C             F   Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.

Verse 2
     C     D           C 
As I drive through the city,

     G                C      D
Your name's up in the lights.
  C          D       C
I don't know how you made it.
       G               C      D
No-one even thinks its right.
  C         D       C
I read your interview,

       G                       C      D
You're telling me it's getting hard.
   C        D       C
Perhaps its not for you?
            G                         C      D
Perhaps you should have been cleaning cars!
C D
Gimmick!

Chorus
F         Bb                 C             F Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.
F         Bb                 C             F Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.

Verse 3
  C          D            C 
I scrimp and scrape and I write my music,
     G                  C      D
As I rattle on down the Tube.
      C              D
But I know its goin' nowhere,
        C
Coz the kids have got no money,
         G               C      D
Coz they put it all into you.
    C        D       C 
You might be today's flavour,
    G                          C      D
But tomorrow you'll be out the door,
C         D       C 
Wallowing in your failure,
         G               C      D
Coz it's written on the wall.
         C D
You're a Gimmick.

Chorus
F         Bb                 C             F Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.
F         Bb                 C             F Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.
F         Bb                 C             F Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.
F         Bb                 C             F Fsus2
I see you trying to pull the wool over our eyes.