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.