The Song For Phil Daoust Cifras

I hope someone better than me can improve this.
The C -> B on "journal-oust" is very rough and needs improvement.
I think the C#m with the decending root sounds right, but I'm not sure.
Transcribing piano tunes on guitar is hard :(
 
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Song For Phil Daoust
by Tim Minchin
 
 
E                       G#
This is a song for Phil Daoust:
 
           A                  C       B
occasional Guardian Newspaper journal-oust.
 
E                 G#
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/Bb
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                  G#
Oh and as this is such a big tour,
 
  A                             C   B
I thought I outta take the opportunity.
 
                 E                           G#
'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/Bb
Just wanna say, Phil Daoust, occasional Guardian Newspaper journal-oust,
 
          F#m
That it's been three years since you wrote it,
 
    G#m
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        G#m
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                   G#m
I've written you this special song,
 
A                   E
to help you get the attention -
 
    A          B
you obviously, desperately lack.
 
 
 
 
And I know that you're a smart man,
and with such a fine mind, I guess it has to be hard-
To resist throwing narcissistic, intellectual tantrums in the supermarket isles of
your self-regard.
 
Just wanna say, Phil Daoust, I know it must be really hard to be a journal-oust.
While a deadlines always looming, and the pressure to be entertaining.
So maybe you should quit and get a job that you'd be better at - like killing
yourself, you fucking cunt.
 
Ding Dang Ding Dang Dong,
This is my Phil Doust Song,
Everybody sing along,
Tra la la la la la la,
I hope something you love catches on fire.
Phil, Ding Dang Dong.
I've written you this special song,
to show how far I've come along -
in my efforts to be more mature in the face of negative feedback.
 
You fucking poo-face.
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