Tim Minchin – Some People Have It Worse Than I (Guitar)

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       Eadd#9
Well I wake up in the morning at 11: 47

                                                                 Aadd#9
And I can't believe I have to face the horror of another fucking day

        Eadd#9
And the magnificent magnitude of my morning erection

                                                                 Aadd#9
Merely mocks me like the sun in it's optimistic greeting of the day

    F#m                    B
Managing to manifest a modicum of motivation

    F#m                         B                     F#m
I meander to the kitchen make a mission out of mixing Nescafe

        Aadd#9
But the milk is going off and coffee by itself is bitter

                                                                             B
And there's ants all through the sugar and the supermarket's miles a-fucking-way

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   B              E7
My life is pretty sad

      A                     D
But I know that I should be glad

  C#7
I could be a starving Ethiope

     F#                   F#7
Or a policeman in Baghdad

  B              B  B7 B6 B
Policeman in Baghdad

   B7 B6 B
Bagdad

   Eadd#9
At 11: 53 I instigate the day's ablutions

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In the hope my constitution can be altered by some action on the bowl

        Eadd#9
But the total non-existence of colonic animation

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Seems to me the perfect metaphor for the utter constipation of my soul

   F#m             B                             F#m
By 11: 59 I have decided that my life would be immediately improved

     B                         F#m
By a carefully written list of short-term goals

       Aadd#9
But by 12.05 my list consists of one-dot put some pants on

                                                B
Two-dot go to the shop, buy some prunes and Panadol

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   B              E7
My life is pretty shit

      A                         D
But I know I shouldn't whinge about it

  C#7
I could be a Palestinian

        F#                     F#7
Driving buses on the Gaza strip

     B              E7
Yeah how bad can it be?

     A                         D
Some people have it worse than me

  C                   F
I could be an Ipswich prostitute

   B7
Or Gary Glitter's family

B           E7
  I have no right to cry

     A                         D
Some people have it worse than I

  C#7
I could be a thalidomide kid

     F#                  F#7
With something in my eye

  B              B  B7 B6 B
Something in my eye

   B7 B6 B
My eye

   E7
At 12: 30 I realise I'm feeling so dejected

                                                               A13
That I've totally neglected the beginning of the Jerry Springer show

     E7
So I settle on the sofa try to focus an iota of my motor-neurons

                                           A13
On the brilliant insights for which Jerry is known

    F#m                         B                                F#m
And although on any other day a show entitled "Midgets, Midgets, Midgets"

                       B                         F#m
Would excite me like a virgin at her year eleven ball

  Aadd#9
Today those little jelly-wrestling fellas fail to free me of my misery

                                                     B
Instead they simply serve to make me feel three foot tall

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    B              E7
But how bad can it be?

     A                         D
Some people have it worse than me

  C#7
I could be a junior life saver

     F#                  F#7
On a Banda Aceh beach

     E           A7
Or a woman in afghanistan

     D                  G7
Or a Jew in the Ku Klux Klan

       C                F
Or the architect of the World Trade Centre

     B
Or a bobcat driver in Bam Iran

  B                         E7
I could have my identity mistaken

     A                         D
As a bomber in an underground station

  C#7
I could be a peace-loving speech-writer

   F#7               F
In George W's administration

        E                          A7
Yeah, I know that I don't have the right

   D                  G7
To be unhappy with my life

  C                F
I could be Hitlers mother

   B7
Or Shane Warne's wife

        B                       E7
Yeah, I know that I shouldn't be bitchin'

  A                     D
I could be in a worse position

  C#7
I could be a 3-nippled naturopath

       F#m7
In the days of the Spanish

       F
In the Spanish inquisition

  E                        A7
I know I have no right, no right to cry

     D                         G7
Some people have it much, much worse than I

  C                    F
I could have a serious nut allergy

       B                               A
And be shipwrecked on an island with a crate of Snickers bars,

  G#7                  F#         F      E  E/G#  E/A  E/A#
A jar of Nutella and a fresh baked pecan pie

     E                            F E
Some people have it worse than I!