Chords for That's Your Funeral - Oliver! 2009 London Cast - OCR
Tempo:
92.25 bpm
Chords used:
C
Fm
F
Bbm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Is [Fm] a born undertaker's mute?
I can [G] see him in a black [C] silk suit
Following behind the funeral procession
[Fm] With his features fixed in [F] a suitable expression
There'd be [Bbm] horses with tall [Fm] black plumes
To escort us to the [Bb] family [C] tombs
With mourners in all corners
Who've been taught to weep [Fm] in [C] tune
[F] And then the coffin lined with [C] satin
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
[F] Large enough to wear your hat in
[C] That's your funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We're just here [Fm] to [C] glamorise you for that [Fm] endless [C] speed
You might [Fm] just as well look sexy when you're sixty-three
Out the wake we'll drink [C] a toddy
To [Fm] the body, beautiful
[Bbm] That's your [Fm] funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
[Fm]
If you're fond of overeating
[C] That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
Starve yourself by under [C]-eating
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
[Fm] Visualise the earth [C] descending on you [Fm] clod by [C] clod
You [Fm] can't come back when [Dm] you're buried underneath [C] the sun
[Fm] We will not reduce [C] our prices, keep your vice [Fm] as usual
That's your funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
[Fm] I don't think this song is funny
That's your funeral
That's your funeral
Here's the boy now, where's the [G] money?
That's your [Ab] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We don't [F] care about the [C] cabaret, there's no [Fm] need to frown
[C] In the [Fm] end we'll add a venue [G] up on a [C] lunar
[Fm] We love props and wheezes [C] and diseases called [Bbm] imperibles
That's your [Fm] funeral
No one [C] else's funeral
That's your funeral
[F] [N]
I can [G] see him in a black [C] silk suit
Following behind the funeral procession
[Fm] With his features fixed in [F] a suitable expression
There'd be [Bbm] horses with tall [Fm] black plumes
To escort us to the [Bb] family [C] tombs
With mourners in all corners
Who've been taught to weep [Fm] in [C] tune
[F] And then the coffin lined with [C] satin
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
[F] Large enough to wear your hat in
[C] That's your funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We're just here [Fm] to [C] glamorise you for that [Fm] endless [C] speed
You might [Fm] just as well look sexy when you're sixty-three
Out the wake we'll drink [C] a toddy
To [Fm] the body, beautiful
[Bbm] That's your [Fm] funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
[Fm]
If you're fond of overeating
[C] That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
Starve yourself by under [C]-eating
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
[Fm] Visualise the earth [C] descending on you [Fm] clod by [C] clod
You [Fm] can't come back when [Dm] you're buried underneath [C] the sun
[Fm] We will not reduce [C] our prices, keep your vice [Fm] as usual
That's your funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
[Fm] I don't think this song is funny
That's your funeral
That's your funeral
Here's the boy now, where's the [G] money?
That's your [Ab] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We don't [F] care about the [C] cabaret, there's no [Fm] need to frown
[C] In the [Fm] end we'll add a venue [G] up on a [C] lunar
[Fm] We love props and wheezes [C] and diseases called [Bbm] imperibles
That's your [Fm] funeral
No one [C] else's funeral
That's your funeral
[F] [N]
Key:
C
Fm
F
Bbm
G
C
Fm
F
_ Is [Fm] a born undertaker's mute?
I can [G] see him in a black [C] silk suit
Following behind the funeral procession
[Fm] With his features fixed in [F] a suitable expression
There'd be [Bbm] horses with tall [Fm] black plumes
To escort us to the [Bb] family [C] tombs
With mourners in all corners
Who've been taught to weep [Fm] in [C] tune _
[F] And then the coffin lined with [C] satin
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
[F] Large enough to wear your hat in
[C] That's your funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We're just here [Fm] to [C] glamorise you for that [Fm] endless [C] speed
You might [Fm] just as well look sexy when you're sixty-three
Out the wake we'll drink [C] a toddy
To [Fm] the body, beautiful
[Bbm] That's your [Fm] funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
_ [Fm] _ _ _
If you're fond of overeating
[C] That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
Starve yourself by under [C]-eating
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
[Fm] Visualise the earth [C] descending on you [Fm] clod by [C] clod
You [Fm] can't come back when [Dm] you're buried underneath [C] the sun
[Fm] We will not reduce [C] our prices, keep your vice [Fm] as usual
That's your funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
_ _ [Fm] I don't think this song is funny
That's your funeral
That's your funeral
Here's the boy now, where's the [G] money?
That's your [Ab] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We don't [F] care about the [C] cabaret, there's no [Fm] need to frown
[C] In the [Fm] end we'll add a venue [G] up on a [C] lunar _ _
[Fm] We love props and wheezes [C] and diseases called [Bbm] imperibles
That's your [Fm] funeral
No one [C] else's funeral
That's _ your funeral
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I can [G] see him in a black [C] silk suit
Following behind the funeral procession
[Fm] With his features fixed in [F] a suitable expression
There'd be [Bbm] horses with tall [Fm] black plumes
To escort us to the [Bb] family [C] tombs
With mourners in all corners
Who've been taught to weep [Fm] in [C] tune _
[F] And then the coffin lined with [C] satin
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
[F] Large enough to wear your hat in
[C] That's your funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We're just here [Fm] to [C] glamorise you for that [Fm] endless [C] speed
You might [Fm] just as well look sexy when you're sixty-three
Out the wake we'll drink [C] a toddy
To [Fm] the body, beautiful
[Bbm] That's your [Fm] funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
_ [Fm] _ _ _
If you're fond of overeating
[C] That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your funeral
Starve yourself by under [C]-eating
That's your [Fm] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
[Fm] Visualise the earth [C] descending on you [Fm] clod by [C] clod
You [Fm] can't come back when [Dm] you're buried underneath [C] the sun
[Fm] We will not reduce [C] our prices, keep your vice [Fm] as usual
That's your funeral
Not our [C] funeral
That's your [Bbm] funeral
_ _ [Fm] I don't think this song is funny
That's your funeral
That's your funeral
Here's the boy now, where's the [G] money?
That's your [Ab] funeral
That's your [C] funeral
We don't [F] care about the [C] cabaret, there's no [Fm] need to frown
[C] In the [Fm] end we'll add a venue [G] up on a [C] lunar _ _
[Fm] We love props and wheezes [C] and diseases called [Bbm] imperibles
That's your [Fm] funeral
No one [C] else's funeral
That's _ your funeral
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _