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The Song For Phil Daoust

Tono: E

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                             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  
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  
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.
E                                                            Ab  
And I know that you're a smart man,
A                                              C                 B  
and with such a fine mind, I guess it has to be hard-
E                                            Ab  
To resist throwing narcissistic, intellectual
     A                                                                                      B  
tantrums in the supermarket isles of your self-regard.
C#m                                              C#m/C                                    C#m/B                                    C#m  
Just wanna say, Phil Daoust, I know it must be really hard to be a journal-oust.
                             F#m                                                                         Abm  
While a deadlines always looming, and the pressure to be entertaining.
        A                                                                                    B                                                                         A  
So maybe you should quit and get a job that you'd be better at - like killing
yourself, you fucking cunt.
E                      B  
Ding Dang Ding Dang Dong,
C#                      Abm  
This is my Phil Doust Song,
A                      E  
Everybody sing along,
A  
Tra la la la la la la,
     B                                                                                 E  
I hope something you love catches on fire.
                B  
Phil, Ding Dang Dong.
C#m                                                 Abm  
I've written you this special song,
A                                                    E  
to show how far I've come along -
     A                                    B  
in my efforts to be more mature in the face of negative feedback.
You fucking poo-face.