Tim Minchin — Fuck The Poor
T | Tim Minchin
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Вступление Fixed up a lot of the mistakes of the other tab on here. The initial C7 is closest to the original piano part if you play it like this: E-------6-------- B-------5-------- G-------5-------- D-------5-------- A-------3-------- E---------------- Intro: F G Em F F G Em A I would be a liar if I pretended to admire F G C7 The red light windscreen cleaning empire that you've built. F G Em A But my heart is good, it's not a thing of stone or wood F G C I'll give you fifty cents to take away my guilt. C G Am Em I give money to folk that just don’t have enough Am Em F G C to try to justify the future purchases of stuff that I don’t need. G Am Em I know that one less vodka cranberry tonight Am Em F and I could feed some foreign family for a fortnight G Dm7 But I might just have one more. Em7 After all, what is vodka for F G Apart from making you wanna shag your best mate's wife Dm7 Em7 F G C G Dampening the guilt you feel about your perfect life. C G Fuck the poor Am Em What is all this hoo-ha for? Am Em F G There's only one reason I'll phone 1800 034 034. Dm7 Em7 It's the force that drove Teresa and that school that Oprah built F G C G I'll give you fifty bucks to take away my guilt C G Fuck the poor Am Em I'm not pretending anymore Am Em F G That I really give two shits about some kids in Bangalore Dm7 Em7 I'm more interested in footy than seeing the Solomons rebuilt. F G C G/B Am G But I'll give you fifty bucks to take away my guilt F G C I'll give you fifty bucks to take away my guilt
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