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I hope someone better than me can improve this.
The C -> B on "journal-oust" is very rough and needs improvement.
I think the C#m with the decending root sounds right, but I'm not sure.
Transcribing piano tunes on guitar is hard :(
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Song For Phil Daoust
by Tim Minchin
E Ab
This is a song for Phil Daoust:
A C B
occasional Guardian Newspaper journal-oust.
E Ab
I never ever ever mentioned your name,
A B
or the review that you wrote, when I was new to this game.
C#m C#m/C
But now the time has come,
C#m/B C#m/Bb
I think I've dealt with my feelings at last.
F#m
I really wanna forgive ya Phil,
B A B
yeah I wanna put the past in the past-a
E Ab
Oh and as this is such a big tour,
A C B
I thought I outta take the opportunity.
E Ab
'Cause there's a pretty good chance somebody out there will know you,
A B
Maybe they would pass on a message for me.
C#m C#m/C C#m/B C#m/Bb
Just wanna say, Phil Daoust, occasional Guardian Newspaper journal-oust,
F#m
That it's been three years since you wrote it,
Abm
and time is very healing.
A
But I still wanna cut big chunks of flesh out of your stupid face
B
and make your children watch while I force you to eat them.
A B
Yeah I wanna make your children watch you eat your own face-meat.
E B
Ding Dang Ding Dang Dong,
C#m Abm
This is my Phil Doust Song,
A E
Everybody sing along,
A
La la la la la la la,
B E
I hope one of your family' members dies.
B
Phil, Ding Dang Dong.
C#m Abm
I've written you this special song,
A E
to help you get the attention -
A B
you obviously, desperately lack.
And I know that you're a smart man,
and with such a fine mind, I guess it has to be hard-
To resist throwing narcissistic, intellectual tantrums in the supermarket isles of
your self-regard.
Just wanna say, Phil Daoust, I know it must be really hard to be a journal-oust.
While a deadlines always looming, and the pressure to be entertaining.
So maybe you should quit and get a job that you'd be better at - like killing
yourself, you fucking cunt.
Ding Dang Ding Dang Dong,
This is my Phil Doust Song,
Everybody sing along,
Tra la la la la la la,
I hope something you love catches on fire.
Phil, Ding Dang Dong.
I've written you this special song,
to show how far I've come along -
in my efforts to be more mature in the face of negative feedback.
You fucking poo-face.
