Cm He knew what he wanted to say But he didn't know how to word it The dirty little Herbert was seeking an escape But the place was well-guarded The guiltiness that started Soon as the other part had stopped Chorus: Fm D is for delightful Cm F#m Cm F#m And try and keep your trousers on Fm I think you should know you're Cm A# G# G his favourite worst nightmare 'D' is for desperately trying to simulate What it was that was alright Three quarters of an hour ago That had led him to be in a position On the brink of a mission On the brink of an episode Cm He's nearing the brink but he thinks first A parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene He's nearing the brink but he thinks first A parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene He's nearing the brink but he thinks first A parallel universe perhaps could be the perfect scene He's nearing the brink but he thinks first A parallel—I think you should know you're his favourite worst nightmare Cm 'D' is for delightful and try and keep your trousers on You should know you're his favourite worst nightmare | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm Fm F#m G G# |