Am Am/G Am/F# Am/F E
         A
Well the rest of my life lay in front of me,
                         F#m
I was pedalling down the road,
           G
When I saw Nell Gwynne and her oranges
      A
And I'll have one of those.
         D         E       D               E
She said Move over busker, don't bang your drum
D         E                      A
Move over busker, your time will come.

           A
Well I was hanging around for a miracle,
                  F#m
Struggling with a rhyme,
           G
When I saw Mae West in a sweaty vest,
             A
And I said I'll come up and see you sometime.
         D         E       D               E
She said Move over busker, don't bang your drum
          E                      A
Move over busker, your time will come.

Am                    Am/G
You've got it coming, come on come on,
Am/F#                 Am/F
You've got it coming, coming to you.
Am                    Am/G
You've got it coming, come on come on,
Am/F#                 Am/F
You've got it coming, coming to you.

               D                  Bm
Well I've been waiting, but I'm impatient,
           G                       A
No-one can hold me back, I want to stay with the action.
            D                  Bm
But I won't get it, my great illusion
            G                 A
will vanish anyhow if I don't grab it now.

           D
Well I was hacking my way throught the undergrowth,
                 Bm
Juggling with my pride,
           C
When I saw Errol Flynn in a tiger skin,
           D
And I said you look satisfied!!
        D
Well he looked down at me from his motor home,
                       Bm
And he gave me a dirty smile,
        C
He said well yes I am but she's calling me,
          D
Would you excuse us for a while

G         A       G           A
Move over busker, your day is done.
G         A                   D
Move over busker, my time has come.