Tom: C
F G Em Am
I would be a liar if I pretended I admire
F 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 wood
F 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 stuff
G C G
That I don’t need.
C G Am Em
I know that one less Vodka Cranberry tonight
Am 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 for
F 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 034 034
F 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.
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