F G Em Am I would be a liar if I pretended I admireF G C The red-light windscreen-cleaning empire that you’ve built.F G Em Am But my heart is good it’s not a thing of stone and woodF G C I’ll give you 50 cents to take away my guilt.C G Am Em I give money to folk who just don’t have enough,Am Em F To try to justify the future purchases of stuffG C G That I don’t need.C G Am Em I know that one less Vodka Cranberry tonightAm Em F Could probably feed some foreign family for a fortnight,G F But I might just have one more.Em After all what is Vodka forF G C Apart from making you want to shag your best mate’s wife,F G C And drowning out the guilt you feel about your perfect life?C G Am Em Fuck the poor, what is all this hoo-ha for?Am Em F G There’s only one reason I’ll phone 1800 034 034F Em It’s the force behind Teresa and the school that Oprah built,F G C I’ll give you 50 bucks to take away my guilt. Fuck the poor, I’m not pretending any more That I really give two shits about some kids in Bangalore. I’m more interested in footy than seeing the Solomon’s rebuilt, But I’ll give you 50 bucks to take away my guilt.E|---------|
The Guilt Song
Tim Minchin
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