Wasteland Acordes

	  VERSE 

Em                     C 
This is the wasteland, we call this the wasteland, 
A                                  B 
Where fewer little posh boys can’t believe we treasure beer cans. 
Em 
Where’d you get those fans, 
C 
Found them at the shop man, 
A                                       B 
Peculiar place to find them but they’re dedicated View fans. 

You think it’s cynical to this home a miracle, 
It’s not a miracle; we’re just so strangely typical, 
Initiate in one gang, initiations tough man, 
Imprisonment is on the cards, 
We’re heading for the quick sand. 

Chorus 

Em          D         C                   B 
Sign on the brew, coz there’s nothing to do, 

Em          D         C        B 
Nothing to do, but listen to you, 

Em          D         C                   B 
Not listening to you my parents told me not to. 

Em          D         C                   B 
Not listening to you my parents told me not to.