Pointing the Finger

Pointing the finger at dear old England,
old England doesn't care
You know I'm pointing the finger at dear old England,
does anybody care? E EWe could have been poets,
something strongE EWe could have been leaders for life
longE F# E We could have been geniuses every oneF#But
England's empire is fading away F#It's fading away,
oh happy day That's why...
(E F# A E)We could have been workmen,
true artisans Real strong people,
women and manWe could have been heroes sailing the
seaBut England's empire doesn't matter to meI know
it's gone, it's gone and I feel freeThat's why.
.(E F# A E)You know I'm pointing the finger
at dear old England, does anybody care?
We could have been savioursWe could have been
priestsWe could have been something strong and neatWe
could have been tidy, we could have been cleanBut England's
empire is no longer on the sceneAnd humanity is not
so green AlrightCould have been something on the sceneYou
realize humanity is not so greenThat's why.
.(E F# A E)Well now I'm sleeping in my
bedLove got a cool and clear headI see the future,
I see it allAnd I don't belong to any empireI'm not
going to crawlAnd I don't belong to your empireI'm
not going to crawlThat's why...