F Dm


Dm
 My hands are stained with thistle milk
F
 And I can see what a fool I’ve been.
   Dm
My hands are stained with thistle milk
F
 Look at the state it’s got me in.


A             E
 Trying to be Mansfield’s very own
A             E 
 Trying to be Mansfield’s very own
G      C       D7  G      C       D7
 Steve Malkmus,     Steve Malkmus
G      C       D7  Em     D7        
 Steve Malkmus,     Steve Malkmus.


[Instrumental]

 F  Bb C  F Bb C


    Dm
The fire that burned inside of me
F
 Has sank rapidly into vacancy and chill
    Dm
And now my hours of happiness
    F
Are darkened by the thought they are passing towards nothing.


A                  E
 Yeah, that was me down at Camber Sands
A           E
 Signing in to my chalet as
G  C       D7  G  C      D7
 J Buckley,     J Buckley
G  C       D7  Em D7
 J Buckley,     unlikely.


[Instrumental]

 F Bb C F Bb C


F                         C
 I should have just got a job on the bins
F                         C
 The pay’s better and I’d know some hard blokes
F               C
 And I wouldn’t have to pretend
F                     C               F Bb C
 That I know what ‘rhetorical’ means.


F                       Bb  Dm     Bb       Dm        C   F  C
 I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow,
F                       Bb  Dm     Bb       Dm        C   F  C
 I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow,
F                       Bb  Dm     Bb       Dm        C   F  C
 I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow,
F                       Bb  Dm     Bb       Dm        C   F  C        F Bb (x4) C
 I could have been like Lou Barlow, but I’m more like Ken Barlow.