Intro: E F#m E F#mE F#m A E The world has surely lost its head, the news is full of crimesF#m A F#m There's robberies in The Telegraph and there's murders in The TimesA B D A And always more obituaries and even one of theseE F#m A E F#m E F#m Concerns the brutal slaughter of one old Miss Emma KeyesE F#m A E The police have got their man, they're sure, he never left the sceneF#m A F#m Indeed, he raised a hue and cry, a most unusual thingA B D A An arsonist, a murderer, his soul will soon be fryingE F#m A E F#m E F#m He's young but old enough to kill and not too young for dyingE F#m A E Now it seems the populace will queue to see him stand in courtF#m A F#m To hear him speak his wicked lies while smiling at his thoughtsA B D A This arrogant young ruffian is obviously guiltyE F#m A E F#m E F#m Though nowhere does it say exactly how or why he killed her Instrumental (verse chords)E F#m A E Forget it dear, it's not the first, there's bound to be anotherF#m A F#m The way you carry on you'll have us thinking she's your motherA B D A This man called Lee has had his day and soon he'll be forgottenE F#m A E F#m E F#m E So put that paper down before your breakfast goes quite rotten
Breakfast In Mayfair
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