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Date: Mon, 20 Nov 1995 10:04:00 +0100
From: [email protected] (D.TWISLETON)
Subject: Chords & Lyrics to "Sorted For E's And Whizz" by Pulp

Sorted For E's And Whizz by Pulp
Transcribed by Dave Twisleton [email protected]

{The verse is just C and G, it'll seem obvious.}

[Verse1]
             C
Oh is this the way they say the futures meant to feel?

               G
Oh just twenty thousand people standing in a field

            C
And I just don't understand quite what this feeling is

               G
That's okay cos we're all sorted out for E's and Whizz

         C
And tell me when the spaceship lands
                                                                       G
Cos all this has just got to mean something

[CHORUS]
Dm
        In the middle of the night

F                       G                            Bb
        It feels alright but then tomorrow morning 
         

Am                      Bb           G       G       
Ohh ohh when you come down

Oh yeah the pirate radio told us what was going down
Got the tickets from some messed up bloke in Camden Town
And no one seems to know exactly where it is
But that's okay, cos we're all sorted out for E's and Whizz
At four o' clock the normal world seems very very very far away
Hey hey

[CHORUS]
                          C                         G
Just keep on moving

C
Everybody asks your name they say we're all the same
                        G
And now it's, Nice One, Geezer - that's as far as the conversation went
  
  C
I lost my friends I dance alone, it's 6 o' clock, I wanna go home

[This bit's spoken, and the timing's a bit weird, so just do the chords as before!]
              G
But it's no way not today, makes you wonder what it meant

                 C...
And this hollow feeling grows and grows and grows and grows
And you wanna call your mother and say, "Mother,
I can never come home again because I seem to have left
an important part of my brain somewhere in a field in Hampshire.  Alright

[CHORUS]

Am                        Bb
Oohh Oohh when you come down
Am                           Bb
Ooh what if you never come down?

From: [email protected]
Subject: "Sorted for E's & Wizz" by Pulp 
Date: Wed, 29 Nov 95 18:40:37 +0000


"Sorted for E's & Wizz"
by Pulp
from the album "Different Class"

Transcribed by Stephane Lemetayer : [email protected]

Intro:

	-14-14-14-14-14-14-14-14-13-13-13-
	----------------------------------
	----------------------------------
	----------------------------------	X 2
	----------------------------------
	----------------------------------

	-11-11-11-11-11-9-9-9-8-8-8-------
	----------------------------------
	----------------------------------
	----------------------------------	X 2
	----------------------------------
	----------------------------------
	
	
Verse 1 :

	Oh is this the way to say the future's meant to feel?
	
	      C    G
	      
	-0----0----3-
	-0----1----0-
	-0----0----0-
	-0----2----0-
	-0----3----2-
	-0----x----3-
	
	
		repeat rhythm with C and G till chorus, i.e. :
		 
		- verse 1 : (C G) x 4
		- verse 2 : (C G) x 3
		- verse 3 : (C G) x 5
	

chorus:

	In the middle of the night it feels allright, but then tomorrow morning
	
	4 x D      4 x D      4 x F      4 x G      4 x A#      4 x A# 
	
	
	ooh ooh ooh, ooh then you come down
	
	A            A                 A#
	
	
	 D    F    G    A#   A
	
	-x----x----x----x----x-
	-x----x----x----x----x-
	-7---10---12----7----6-
	-7---10---12----8----7-
	-5----8---10----8----7-
	-x----x----x----6----5-
	

bridge:     

	----------
	----------
	----------
	-------5--
	----------
	-3-3-3----
	
	
end:	

	Ooh ooh ooh, ooh then you come down	( x 2)
	A            A                 A#
	
	ooh ooh ooh, what if you never come down
	A            A                      A#