verse 1 
D                   Am         G             Am 
I was born in fifty-four but I fought in the war 
      D              Am              C    G 
Now I mow my lawn to set our country free 
D              Am            G                Am 
I like to talk about keeping Johnny foreigner out 
      D             Am                 C  E 
And retiring to the south of Spain for me. Olé! 
  C            D               G             C 
Hypocrisy’s my answer; I think paella causes cancer 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail 

Instrumental 
D Am G Am 
D Am C G 

verse 2 
D                     Am      G             Am 
It was my uncles, not me, who died in forty-three 
   D                Am                C   G 
My Dad came home to make this country new 
D            Am                 G              Am 
But I’ve forgotten that, when I cry ‘send them back’ 
    D              Am                  C    E 
And kneel before a flag that’s deepest blue. Boris! 
  C          D           G            C 
Bigotry’s my answer; Immigrants cause cancer 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail 

Instrumental 
D Am G Am 
D Am C G 
D Am G Am 
D Am C E 

verse 3 
D                  Am          G                Am 
My investments are singing; my house is worth a million 
   D             Am                C    G 
My dodgy hip has been replaced for free 
D                Am                   G               Am 
But now that all that’s done, I’ve no interest in the young 
  D               Am              C  E 
I only care about what’s good for me. Fuck you! 
  C             D             G        C 
Ignorance is my answer; The NHS causes cancer 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail 

Instrumental 
D Am G Am 
D Am C G 
D Am G Am 
D Am C E 
C D G C 
C D G 

verse 4 
D                   Am           G           Am 
The experts are all wrong unless Dacre nods along 
     D         Am                C    G 
It’s all a conspiracy; don’t you see? 
D                Am            G          Am 
The world’s left me behind; so in my tiny mind … 
    D            Am                  C  E 
… I just hate anyone that’s not like me. Sieg Heil! 
  C         D               G             C 
Misery’s my answer; I think reggae causes cancer. 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail 
   C           D               G                 C 
Stupidity’s my answer; I think everything causes cancer! 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail 
        C                 D                     G               C 
All the shit that’s in my head; The world’ll be better when I’m dead! 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail 
C                     D     G 
I’m a disciple of the Daily Mail