Verse 1: G Well it’s a jungle out there D A7 The year 2018, I didn’t think C G We’d still be sorting babies into blue and pink And all our progress D Well I wonder what it means
Am That the only girls clothes that work for me C Turn out to be boyfriend jeans Refrain: Em Well that’s fine A7 Cause I decline C G A narrow set of rules that just don’t work Em Cause these red lines A7 They’re not mine C G And if you need me you can find me ironing my shirt Pre Chorus: G Bm Cause I’m in black tie tonight Em Get a postcard to my C G Year 11 self in her year 11 hell Bm Saying everything’s gonna be alright Em C No you won’t grow out of it you will find the clothes that fit Chorus: G D And the images that fucked ya Em Were a patriarchal structure C And you never will surrender G To a narrow view of gender D And I swear there’ll come a day A7 When you won’t worry what they say C On the labels, on the doors G You will figure out what’s yours Em C G Em C Verse 2: D G And it’s a bloody nightmare D A7 Tryna fight the spread of bigotry and fear C G That’s uniting Piers Morg-an and Ger-maine Greer And all our progress D Yeah I wonder who it’s for A7 When I dared to utter that trans lives matter C Yeah and all I got was a TERF war. Refrain: A7 Em Well that’s fine A7 Cause I decline C G Your narrow set of rules they just don’t work Em These red lines A7 They’re not mine C And if you need me you can find me ironing my shirt Pre Chorus: G Bm Cause I’m in black tie tonight Em Get a postcard to my C G Year 11 self in her year 11 hell Bm Saying everything’s gonna be alright Em C No you won’t grow out of it you will find the clothes that fit Chorus: G D And the images that fucked ya Em Were a patriarchal structure C And you never will surrender G To a narrow view of gender D And I swear there’ll come a day A7 When you won’t worry what they say C On the labels, on the doors G You will figure out what’s yours D A7 You will figure out what’s yours C And that it’s got Gm Em A7 Nothing to do with fitting neatly in a box C That was constructed to make it seem Bm Like people come in just two teams Em G And anything that’s in between ain’t good enough D C And you will love G And you’ll be loved Pre Chorus: G Bm And you’re in black tie tonight Em Get a postcard to my C G Year 11 self in her year 11 hell Bm Darling everything’s gonna be alright Em C No you won’t grow out of it you will find the clothes that fit Final Chorus: G D And the images that fucked ya Em Were a patriarchal structure C No you never will surrender G To that narrow view of gender D And there’s folks you’ve yet to meet But you’re exactly up their street A7 C And they’ve been waiting just as long G To hear someone sing this song D And better days are on their way Em When it won’t matter what they say C On the labels, on the doors G You will figure out what’s yours Em C D Em And girl you’re gonna be so happy C D G And girl you’re gonna be just fine C D Em And girl you’re gonna be so happy Em Down the line C Down the line D7 G Em C G Em (repeat to fade)