Im The Urban Spaceman

Chords and lyrics for Im The Urban Spaceman by Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band

 
(Intro:  
G 
 
A 
 
C 
 
D 
G)
 
G 
I’m the urban spaceman baby,  
A 
I’ve got speed
 
C 
I’ve got  
D 
everything I  
G 
need
 
G 
I’m the urban spaceman baby,  
A 
I can fly
 
 
C 
 
D 
 
G 
 
I’m  
A 
supersonic 
 
guy
 
Em 
I don’t need pleasure
 
I  
C 
don’t feel  
G 
pain
 
C 
If you were to  
G 
knock me down
 
I’d just get  
A 
up 
 
again
D 
 
I’m
G 
the urban spaceman babe and
 
A 
I’m making out
 
C 
I’m 
 
 
D 
all 
 
a
G 
bout
 
(G  
A 
 
C 
 
D 
G)
 
I  
Em 
wake up every morning
 
 
C 
 
G 
 
with  
A 
smile upon my face
 
My  
C 
natural 
 
exu
G 
berance
 
spills  
A 
out all over the  
D 
place
 
(G  
A 
 
C 
 
D 
G)
 
G 
I’m the urban spaceman
 
I’m  
A 
intelligent and clean
 
C 
Know 
 
w
D 
hat I  
G 
mean?
 
G 
 
A 
 
I’m the urban spaceman, as  
A 
lover second to none
 
C 
 
D 
 
G 
 
It’s  
A 
lot of fun
 
Em 
I never let my friends down
 
 
C 
 
G 
 
I’ve never made  
A 
boob
 
C 
 
G 
 
I’m  
A 
glossy 
 
magazine
 
an  
A 
advert in the  
D 
tube
 
G 
I’m the urban spaceman babe, but  
A 
here comes the twist
 
C 
 
 
D 
don’t 
 
exi
G 
st
 
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A 
 
C 
 
D 
G)

Im The Urban Spaceman

Chords and lyrics for Im The Urban Spaceman by Neil Innes

 
I
G 
‘m the urban spaceman, baby, I
A 
‘ve got speed, I
C 
‘ve got e
D 
verything 
 
I
G 
need.
 
I
G 
‘m the urban spaceman, baby, I
A 
couldn’t fly, I
C 
‘m a  
D 
supersonic 
 
 
G 
guy
 
I
Em 
don’t need pleasure, I
C 
don’t 
 
feel
G 
pain, 
 
 
C 
if you were to
G 
knock me down,
A 
I’d just get up  
D 
again
 
I
G 
‘m the urban spaceman, baby,  
A 
I’m making out,  
C 
I’m 
 
a
D 
ll 
 
ab
G 
out
 
I
Em 
wake up every morning with a  
C 
smile upon my  
G 
face
 
M
C 
y natural e
G 
xuberance 
 
s
A 
pills out all over the p
D 
lace
 
I
G 
‘m the urban spaceman, I
A 
‘m intelligent and clean, k
C 
now 
 
w
D 
hat I m
G 
ean
 
I
G 
‘m the urban spaceman, a
A 
s a lover second to none,  
C 
it’s a l
D 
ot of f
G 
un
 
I
Em 
never let my friends down,  
C 
I’ve made a  
G 
boop
 
I
C 
‘m a glossy m
G 
agazine, an a
A 
dvert on the t
D 
ube
 
I
G 
‘m the urban spaceman, baby, h
A 
ere comes the twist
 
C 
 
d
D 
on’t 
 
ex
G 
ist.