Dead Men Don't Need Season Tickets chords by Half Man Half Biscuit

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 Telephone call telling me my old friend Graham had died
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I took a ride down to where I could be of assistance.
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 I said to his wife don?t give into grieving cliché and turn
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His side of the room into a shrine, it just doesn?t work.


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My arm round her shoulder, gently I told her
E     Eb        G#m   (instr) F# E (x4)
 Dead men don?t need season tickets.

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 Now that he?s gone you?re gonna need a helping hand with the lawn
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Various chores ? not least of all, those funeral arrangements.
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 If I were you I?d get myself away from all that relates
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Week in the lakes, reasonable rates early September.


       B   F#        B
Now I?m no hotelier, just thought I?d tell yer
E     Eb        G#m   F#
 Dead men don?t need season tickets.

     B    F#     B
Maybe I?m forward, maybe I?m morbid
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 Dead men don?t need season tickets.

E     Eb        G#m
 Dead men don?t need season tickets.
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 In the mortuary, in the mortuary
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 In the mortuary, in the mortuary.