Ian wrote a song called “Pleasure”, inspired by the homeless people of Birmingham.
He would love to see musicians cover the song in as many different styles as possible. You can play it in any key just keep the lyrics intact and use the same chord numberings. Forward it to your friends so they can cover it and let’s see if we can make it the most covered song on YouTube. Please call it ‘Pleasure’, refer to ‘Socks and Chocs’ and let us know about it!
Here is a playlist of the versions on You Tube
G D C
G D G
Em Am
G D C
So unpleasant to the eye of
The common man,
With sores, dirty bodies and scabies,
Asking for money,
Upsetting the ladies,
Nobody really gives a damn.
Begging change to buy a safe bed,
Hunger, addiction and pain,
Troubled existence,
Lives down the drain,
Nobody cares if they live or if they’re dead.
Am Em
Am C
G D A D
A D
It seems such a pity,
When you walk round the city,
Lost soles congregate,
Making commuters late,
Asleep on the streets,
On bus shelter seats,
Their pleasure a bottle of beer.
Politicians, the rich, don’t understand,
Middle England, conscience clear,
Open your eyes,
See their fear,
So much for the Big Society brand.
It seems such a pity,
When you walk round the city,
Lost soles congregate,
Making commuters late,
Asleep on the streets,
On bus shelter seats,
Their pleasure a bottle of beer.
Am Em
Am Em
Am Em
G D
It could be me,
It could be you,
Your mother or brother,
So much we could do.
It seems such a pity,
When you walk round the city,
Lost soles congregate,
Making commuters late,
Asleep on the streets,
On bus shelter seats,
Their pleasure a bottle of beer.