The A Team    (video)    (acoustic)    (clip)

 

    G - D - Em - C - G

 

   G                                                          D  Em

1.    White lips, pale face breathing in snowflakes,

              C                G

    burnt lungs, sour taste.

G                                                              D   Em

    Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent

             C                       G

    long nights, strange men.

 

         Am                                    C                                  G

And they say she's in the Class A Team, stuck in her daydream,

                                  D

been this way since eighteen, but lately

       Am                                       C

her face seems slowly sinking, wasting,

                        G

crumbling like pastries and they scream,

         D

the worst things in life come free to us.

 

                          Em                  C

+  ‘Cause we're just under the upperhand,

G

    and go mad for a couple of grams,

Em                                  C        G

    and she don't want to go outside tonight.

                  Em                              C

    And in a pipe she flies to the motherland,

G

    or sells love to another man,

Em            C         G          D            Em  - C - G  D             Em - C   - G

    it's too cold outside for angels to fly,               angels to fl.........y.

 

   G                                                                         D     Em

2.     Ripped gloves, raincoat, tried to swim and stay afloat,

             C               G

    dry house, wet clothes.

G                                                                   D      Em

    Loose change, bank notes, weary eyed, dry throat,

            C           G

    call girl, no phone.              +  CHORUS

 

                          Em                  C

+  ‘Cause we're just under the upperhand,

G

    and go mad for a couple of grams,

Em                                  C        G

    and she don't want to go outside tonight.

                   Em                             C

    And in a pipe she flies to the motherland,

G

    or sells love to another man,

Em            C         G          D            Am

    it's too cold outside for angels to fly,

                          C                       Em

    an angel will die, covered in white,

                              G

    closed eye and hoping for a better life.

      Am                                C                                      Em

    This time, we’ll fade out tonight, straight down the line.

 

+  Em - C - G - D       +  CHORUS

 

                    Em                 C

+  And we're all under the upperhand,

G

    and go mad for a couple of grams,

Em                                 C        G

    and we don't want to go outside tonight.

                  Em                         C

    And in a pipe we fly to the motherland,

G

    or sell love to another man,

    Em        C         G          D           Em  - C - G  D              Em - C    - G

    it's too cold outside for angels to fly,              angels to fl...........y.

           C      G     D           Em      C       G   - - - - -  G

    To fl...y, fl...y, angels to fly, to fly, to fly, angels die.

 

(orig. = capo 2nd)    (Ed Sheeran)