Time For Heroes - Libertines, ukulele chords

Published: 2015-01-08 19:52
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

                D       F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Bm                              G   G     G  G
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.
G  G    D                      F#m
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
G                         A
You know I cherish you my love.

              D                   F#m
But thereʼs a rumour spread nasty disease around town,
Bm                           G    G   G    G
Caught round the houses with your trousers down.
G G    D            F#m              G              A
A head rush, in the bush, you know I cherish you my love.

          G              A        A  A  G#  G
Oh, how I cherish you my love,
                     Gm
Tell me what can you want, now youʼve got it all.
D               F#m                       Bm                 G
Ah the scene is obscene, timeʼll strip it away, a year and a day.
         A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean,

              D            F#m
He knows itʼs eating, itʼs chewing me up,
             Bm                          G    G   G  G     G
And itʼs not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood...
G     D                   F#m   G                   A
Itʼs all, itʼs all in my hands, and itʼs all up the walls.

        D                            F#m
All the stale chips are up, and they hope stakes are down,
          Bm                    G     G    G    G     G
Itʼs these ignorant faces, they bring this town down.
G D                       F#m
I sighed, and sunken with pride,
  G                        A
I passed myself down on my knees,

      G                        A      A  A  G#  G
Yes I passed myself down on my knees,
                         Gm                      D
Now tell me what can you want, see youʼve got it all.
                     F#m
The whole scene is obscene,
                    Bm                G
Time will strip it away, a year and a day.
         A
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean.

                 D            F#m
He knows thereʼs fewer more distressing sights,
                Bm               G   G    G
Then that of an English man in a baseball cap.
G   G     D                        F#m
Now weʼll die in the class we were born,
             G                    A
And thatʼs a class of our own, my love.
  G                    A
A class of our own, my love.

D
Ahh, ah,
F#m
Ahh, ah,
Bm            G G G G G G
Ahh, ah ahh ahhh.
D
Ahh, ah,
F#m
Ahh, ah,
G              A
Ah, ah ahh ahhh.

                D       F#m
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Bm                              G   G     G  G
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.
G  G    D                      F#m
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
           G              A
You know I cherish you my love.

      G              A      A  A  A  D
And I cherish you my love.