Tim Minchin Nothing Ruins Comedy chords
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For the (Eb Ebsus4 Eb) sections, the notes are Bb, Ab, G but for those who prefer chords, I thought it would be easier to write them up as such. Eb ( Eb Ebsus4 Eb ) Nothing ruins comedy like arenas Eb ( Eb Ebsus4 Eb ) That is a well established fact Eb But your enjoyment is not as important ( Eb Ebsus4 Eb) as my self-esteem is Eb My ego's the only thing you can see clearly from the back Cm Bb But i'm quite famous now Eb Suck my balls Cm Bb I've sold my tickets, my job is done, Eb Fuck you all Cm Bb Ab Eb Who cares about quality, this is not about you, this is all about me F Ab Bb And my tiny little penis, and flogging DVDs Ebm C# So bring it on, bring it on Ab Bb Fuck the (punters?), bring it on Ebm, C# Ab Bb I am a rockstar motherfucker, and I won't be one for long Ebm C# So bring it on, bring it on Ab You gotta make hay in the shining sun Ebm C# Ab Bb You gotta rock on the way up, cause the only way to go from here is down Cm Bb Ab Eb But I'm trapped for now, and the fact for now, is there's no escaping this Cm Bb And wearing baseball caps to hide my face, Ab Eb so the (paps?) don't snatch my kids Ab Cm Fm Cm All I ever wanted was, to sing my little songs F Ab Bb Ebm But now i'm pregnant in Hello Mag, and overweight in Cosmopoliton C# Ab So bring it on, before too long my wife and kids'll be gone, gone, gone Ebm C# Ab And i'll have wanked myself to death in the penthouse suite of the Bb (Can't hear) Ebm C# Ab So bring it on, bring it on, found the hookers, stop the bombs Ebm C# Ab Bb I am a rockstar, i've got a fucking orchestra, I can do what I fucking want Cm Bb Ab Eb I thought fame would make me happy, but she's a fickle cheap romance F Ab G No-one even listens to my lyrics, they just wanna see me dance Cm Bb Ab All the real stars are hanging in bars Cm Bb Ab Hanging out in bars Cm Bb Ab All the real stars are hanging out in bars Cm Bb Cm Hanging out in bars Cm G Bars, bars Sorry i don't know all the lyrics.