• Song:

    Fcc Song

  • Artist:

    Eric Idle

  • Album:

    [non-album tracks]

...THE F.C.C SONG... by Eric Idle
--------------------.............

*Recorded 2004*

(Eric Idle:
"It's dedicated to the FCC and if they broadcast it,
It will cost a quarter of a million dollars!")


Intro:

(Spoken):

(n.C)
 Here's a little number I wrote the other day,
While out duck hunting with a judge...

G  D7  G  D7

Verse 1:

G              D7           G  G7
 Fuck you very much The F.C.C,
C              Adim            G  G7
 Fuck you very much for fining me;
     C                A7           G      F#7    E7
Five thousand bucks a fuck, so I'm really out of luck;
       A7                                  D7
That's more than Heidi Fleiss was charging me.

Verse 2:

G              D7           G  G7
 Fuck you very much The F.C.C,
    C                 Adim              G    G7
For proving that free speech just isn't free.
      C           A7               G      F#7        E7
Clear Channel's a dear channel, so Howard Stern must go;
   A7                               D7
At-torney General Ashcroft, doesn't like strong words and so;
     G                 B7               E7
He's charging twice as much, as all the drugs for Rush Limbaugh;
   A7              D7   G    D7
So fuck you all so very much.

Verse 3:

   G             D7            G    G7
So fuck you very much dear Mr. Bush,
       C        Adim            G    G7
For he-roically sitting on your tush.
    C            A7             G     F#7      E7
For Halliburton, Enron, all the compa-nies who fail;
      A7                                  D7
Let's send them a clear signal, and stick Martha straight in jail;
         G           B7            E7
She's an uppity rich bitch, and at least she isn't male;
   A7              D7   G    D7
So fuck you all so very much.

Verse 4:

   G                 D7         G   G7
So fuck you dickhead Mr. Cheney too,
C                  Adim           G  G7
 Fuck you and fuck everything you do.
     C              A7             G       F#7   E7
Your pacemaker must be a fake; you haven't got a heart;
   A7                                  D7
As far as I'm concerned, you're just a pasty-faced old fart.
    G            B7              E7
And as for Condo-leeza; she's an intellectual tart;
   A7              D7   G    D7
So fuck you all so very much.

   G             D7           G  G7
So fuck you very much The E.P.A,
    C            Adim          G   G7
For giving all A-laska's oil a-way.
   C           A7           G       F#7     E7
It really is a bummer, when I can't fill my hummer,
    A7                           A7
The ozone's a nogozone, now that Arnold's here to say;
     G              B7                  E7
"The nuclear Winter Games, are going to take place in LA";
   A7              D7   G    D7
So fuck you all so very much.

Coda:

   G               B7           E7
So what the planet fails? Let's save the great white males;
   A7              D7   G    D7, G
So fuck you all so very much.


CHORD DIAGRAMS:
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   G       D7      G7      C      Adim     A7      F#7     E7      B7

 EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE  EADGBE
 320003  xx0212  323000  x32010  xx2323  x02223  242322  020100  021202


Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England, 2006 (clumsyband@hotmail.com)
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