#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## SONG:Existentialtism ARTIST:TISM (aka This Is Serious Mum) ALBUM: Hot Dogma Submission by Paulie Jay By the way, that is NOT a typo in the song title. INTRO A G E A E G A G E A E G VERSE 1 A You know, me and my baby, no couple like us A She's, she's got our Sartre, we got our Camus (we got our Camus) A G E A E G A G E A E G I, I love her 'cos I hate the stinking bitch A G E A E G A G E A G# A Oh she's like a train - or a horse - I forget which. CHORUS A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G E A E G A G E A E G VERSE 2 Follow same format as Verse 1 I'm, I'm the outsider, I break the law But here's a tip - the book's a bore (the book's a bore) Oh I'll take responsibility for my inner most wishes Oh I'll, I'll be buggered if I'll do the dishes (won't do the dishes) CHORUS A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? (Same feel as INTRO) B A F# B F# A B A F# B F# A B A D E B C# D E B C# D E CHORUS A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G Who cleans the home? A G E A E G John Paul Sartre? Simone de Boviour? A G C D (triplet stops) E6/9b5 (play with a down/up motion) -18- -19- -18- -18- -x- -x- Then slow blues feel E-------------------- B-------------------- G-------------------- D-2-2-4-4-2-2-4-4---- A-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0---- E-------------------- (play over these lyrics...) Now my baby's left me, she's walked out the door Said she don't want my six inch gold blade anymore I'm aware that One never really knows Other - Stuff existentialism, I'm going back to mother