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Date: Sun, 23 Jul 1995 11:12:43 -0700
From: misterme@netcom.com (Sir Not Appearing in this Film)
Build
by the Housemartins
Note: This song might have been recorded in a different key.
G Em Bm
Clambering men i big bad boots
C G
Dug up my den, dug up my roots
Em Bm
Treated us like plasticine town
C G
They built us up and knocked us down
Em Bm C
D C
>From Meccano to Legoland
D C
Here they come with a brick in their hand
D C
Men with heads filled up with sand
D
It's build
It's build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
It's build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
Whistling men in yellow vans
They can and drew us diagrams
Showed us how it all worked it out
And wrote it down in case of doubt
Slow, slow, quick, quick, quick
It's wall to wall and brick to brick
They work so fast it makes you sick
It's build
It's build a house where we can stay
Add a new bit everyday
It's build a road for us to cross
Build us lots and lots and lots and lots and lots
It's build
Down with sticks and up with bricks
In with boots and up with roots
It's in with suits and new recruits
It's build
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Tab Discussion, Comments, and Critiques
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Squats Average |
#1 by Squats at Feb 14, 1978 at 7:55 AM EST |
| Of course it isn't pointless. The point of the song, along with a lot of the Housemartins stuff, is that the everyday, hardworking guy who puts his neck on the line day in day out, is never able to do enough to get so much as a bit of appreciation from the suits who tell them what to do. That ino matter how hard poeple work, people always want more. The Housemartins were a very 'anti-establishment' type band. Just look at the lyrics to this song, The People who Grinned Themselves to Death, Sheep and Happy Hour to name but four. | |
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Ben Rhythm Player |
#2 by Ben Gibson at Dec 26, 1993 at 10:25 AM EST |
| Quite right Joynsey. The bands own website describes this as a'subtle diatribe on the ill conceived regeneration of Britain's urban wasteland of the 1960's' Great song. 1 | |
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Michael Average |
#3 by Michael Balzary A.K.A FLEA at May 27, 2004 at 8:30 PM EST |
| A completely pointless song beautifully executed. Fantastic stuff! :) | |
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katie Average |
#4 by katie focner at Feb 21, 2006 at 2:41 PM EST |
| I've always felt this song was highlighting the percieved 'evils' of urban redevelopment, the lines: 'Dug up my den, dug up my roots, Treated us like plasticine town' could be a comment on the urban redevelopments of 50's and 60s and the social cost of tearing up communities to build new flats and houses. | |
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