Tim Minchin

Thank You God(Chords)

Tim Minchin

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F                    C 
I have an apology to make, 
                           Dm 
I'm afraid I've made a big mistake, 
                           Cadd4 C 
I turned my face away from You, Lord. 
F                           C 
I was too blind to see the light, 
                            Dm 
I was too weak to feel your might, 
                                     Cadd4  C 
I closed my eyes, I couldn't see the truth, Lord. 

E                                  Am 
But then like Saul on the Damascus road, 
E                               Am 
You sent a messenger to me, and so, 
       F 
I have had the truth revealed to me, 
            Em 
Please forgive me all those things I said, 
     F 
I'll no longer betray you, Lord, 
       G 
I will pray to you instead. 

               Bb         F          C 
And I will say thank you, thank you, thank you God. 
Bb         F          C 
Thank you, thank you, thank you God. 

C                                       G 
Thank you God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum. 

I had no idea but it's suddenly so clear, 
      C                           C7 
Now I feel such a cynic how could I have been so dumb? 
F 
Thank you for displaying how praying works, 
     C 
A particular prayer in a particular church, 
D                                                  G 
Thank you Sam, for the chance to acknowledge this omnipotent ophthalmologist. 

C                                       G 
Thank you God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum. 

I didn't realise that it was so simple, 
           C                             C7 
But you've shown a great example of just how it can be done, 
    F 
You only need to pray in a particular spot, 
         C 
To a particular version of a particular god, 
           D 
And if you pull that off without a hitch, 
        G 
He will fix one eye of one middle-class white bitch. 

  Am                  Fdim7 
I know in the past my outlook has been limited, 
  Am                              Fdim7 
I couldn't see examples of where life had been divinitive, 
    F                       C 
But I can admit it when the evidence is clear, 
   D                      G 
As clear as Sam's mum's new cornea. 

That's extremely clear! 
Extremely clear! 

C                                       G 
Thank you God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum. 

I have to admit that in the past I have been skeptical, 
    C                              C7 
But Sam described this miracle and I am overcome. 
    F 
How fitting that the sighting of a sight-based intervention, 
       C 
Should open my eyes to this exciting new dimension. 
          D 
It's like someone put an eye chart on the wall in front of me, 
        G 
And the top five letters say I-C-G-O-D. 

C                                                   G 
Thank you Sam, for showing how my point of view has been so flawed. 

I assumed there was no God at all but now I see that's cynical, 
     C                                   C7 
It's simply that His interests aren't particularly broad. 
     F 
He's largely undiverted by the starving masses, 
       C 
Or the inequality between the various classes. 
   D 
He gives out strictly limited passes, 
    G 
Redeemable for surgery or two-for-one glasses. 

  Am                      Fdim7 
I feel so shocking for historically mocking. 
         Am                       Fdim7 
No, your interests are clearly confined to the ocular. 
  F                              C 
I bet given the chance you'd eschew the divine, 
    D                               G 
And start a little business selling contacts online. 

C                                      G 
Fuck me Sam, what are the odds that of history's endless parade of gods, 
                                                                    C            
      C7 
That the god that you just happen to be taught to believe in is the actual one and he  
digs on healing, 
    F                                           C 
But not the AIDS-ridden African nations, or the victims of the plague, or the  
flood-addled Asians, 
    D                                            G 
But healthy, privately-insured Australians, with common and curable corneal degeneration? 

     Am                        Fdim7 
This story of Sam's has but a single explanation: 
  Am                       Fdim7 
A surgical god who digs on magic operations. 
      Am                        Fdim7 
No it couldn't be mistaken attribution of causation, 
Am                     Fdim7 
Born of a coincidental temporal correlation, 
  Am                     Fdim7 
Exacerbated by a general lack of education, 
Am                         Fdim7 
Vis-a-vis physics in Sam's parish congregation. 
       F                                C 
And it couldn't be that all these pious people are liars. 
   F                          C 
It couldn't be an artifact of confirmation bias. 
  F 
A product of group-think, 
  Cdim7 
A mass delusion, 
   G                           Fdim7 
An Emperor's-New-Clothes-style fear of exclusion. 
        Am                     Fdim7 
No it's more likely to be an all-powerful magician, 
         Am                    Fdim7 
Than the misdiagnosis of the initial condition, 
   Am                       Fdim7 
Or one of many cases of spontaneous remission, 
     Am                           Fdim7 
Or a record-keeping glitch by the local physician. 

        F                    C 
No, the only explanation for Sam's mum seeing: 
     F                        C 
They prayed to an all-knowing super-being. 
       F                         Cdim7 
To the omnipresent master of the universe, 
       G                        Fdim7 
And he liked the sound of their muttered verse. 
         Am                       G 
So for a bit of a change from his usual stunt, 
           F               Em 
Of being a sexist, racist, murderous cunt, 
   F                            Em 
He popped down to Dandenong and just like that, 
F                  Cdim7 
Used his powers to heal the cataracts, 
G        G# 
Of Sam's mum. 
   A 
Of Sam's mum. 

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D                                       A 
Thank you God, for fixing the cataracts of Sam's mum. 

I didn't realise that it was such a simple thing. 
  D 
I feel such a ding-a-ling, what an ignorant scum. 
G 
Now I understand how prayer can work, 
     D 
A particular prayer in a particular church, 
         G 
In a particular style, with the particular stuff, 
           D 
And for particular problems that aren't particularly tough, 
            G 
And for particular people, preferably white, 
           D 
And for particular senses, preferably sight, 
      G 
A particular prayer in a particular spot, 
        Fdim7 
To a particular version of a particular god. 
           A 
And if you get that right, he just might, 
G 
Take a break from giving babies malaria, 
    D 
And pop down to your local area, 
   E                 A       D 
To fix the cataracts of your mum. 
            A   D 
Hallelujah!
	        

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