Couldnt find Hope, but this is basically the same song. Dunno how accurate it is though
White City Fighting
by Pete Townshend and Dave Gilmour
>From White City, 1985
Written by Pete Townshend and Dave Gilmour ©1985 Eel Pie Publishing Ltd/Pink Floyd Music Publishers Ltd.
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transcribed by
litgo@aol.com
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Acoustic: capo on 5
Electric: no capo
Am 577555
Fadd9 x810 10 88
G xx5787
F x87565 and x87568
Dm x57765
C 8x5588
Em x79987
Am7 xx7555
[intro pattern; acoustic only]
||:Am | | Fadd9 | :||
||-5---5-8-10--8-5-|5---5-8-7-5---8-|-----8------8---|----8----7-5----8--||
||---5-------5-----|--5---------8---|---8-----8----8-|--8---8-------8----||
||-----------------|----------------|-10---10--10----|10-----------------||
||(7)--------------|-------(5)------|----------------|----------(5)------||
||-----------------|----------------|(8)-------------|-------------------||
||-----------------|----------------|----------------|-------------------||
[verse and chorus pattern for electric]
||:G | |F | :||
||-7-5-----7-5-----|7-5-----8-7-5-3-|5-3-----5-3-----|5-3-----5-3-----||
||-----8-------8---|----8-----------|----6-------6---|----6-------6---||
||.------7-------7-|------7---------|------5-------5-|------5-------5.||
||.----------------|----------------|----------------|---------------.||
||-----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------||
||-----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------||
|G |
The White City, that's a joke of a name
|F |
It's a black violent place if I remember the game
|G |
I couldn't wait to get out but I love to go home
|F |
To remember the White City fighting
[chorus]
|G | |F |F
The White City Fighting, remember, remember
The White City Fighting, remember, remember
[bridge]
|Dm |
Down to the refuge, near QPR
|C | Am
I drive to committees in my German car
|Dm |
Prone to violence, prone to shame
|Am |C G
I glide in silence, my pride in vain
|F | Em |Am | G
For no one remembers, not that I can see
|Dm |Am | C
That we were defenders, we were the free
[verse]
The White City, blood was an addiction
Now it is analyzed just as though it were fiction
That battles were won and battles were blown
At the height of the White City fighting
[chorus]
[break]
| Dm Am7 Dm | Dm Am7 Dm|
| C | Am |
| Dm Am7 Dm | Dm Am7 Dm|
| Am | G |
|F | Em |Am | G
No one remembers, not that I can see
|Dm | |F |G
That we were defenders, we were the free
[repeat intro pattern]
The White City, I finally grew up
To resist the temptation the gutters all threw up
But I have to go back, I guess I'm violence prone
To remember the White City fighting, yeah
[solo; verse pattern]
[repeat chorus and fade]