A Simple Desultory Philippic
Paul SimonVersion1
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I was Union Jacked, Kerouac'd
John Birched, stopped and searched
Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind
I've been Ayn Randed, nearly branded
Communist 'cos I'm lefthanded:
That's the hand they use, well, never mind!
I've been Walt Disneyed, Dis Disleyed
John Lennoned, Krishna Menoned
Walter Brennan punched out Cassius Clay
I've heard the truth from Lenny Bruce
and all my wealth won't buy me health
So I smoke a pint of tea a day
I knew a man his brain so small,
He couldn't think of nothin' at all.
He's not the same as you and me.
He doesn't dig poetry. He's so unhip that
When you say Dylan, he thinks you're talkin' about Dylan Thomas,
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Whoever he is.
The man ain't got no culture,
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But its alright, Ma,
It's just sumpthin' I learned over in England.
I've been James Joyced, Rolls Royced
Mick Jaggered, silver daggered
Andy Warhol won't you please come home?
I've been mother, fathered, aunt and uncled
Tom Wilsoned, Art Garfunkled
Barry Kornfeld's mother's on the phone
When in London, do as I do
Find yourself a friendly haiku
Go to sleep for ten or fifteen years
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Readable chord sheet for A Simple Desultory Philippic by Paul Simon
I was [G]Union Jacked, [Bb]Kerouac'd
[C]John Birched, [Eb]stopped and searched
[G]Rolling Stoned and [A7]Beatled [C]till I'm [D]blind
I've been [G]Ayn Randed, [Bb]nearly branded
[C]Communist 'cos [Eb]I'm lefthanded:
[G]That's the hand they [A7]use, well, never [G]mind! [C] [Eb] [G] [G] [C] [Eb] [G] [G]
I've been [G]Walt Disneyed, [Bb]Dis Disleyed
[C]John Lennoned, [Eb]Krishna Menoned
[G]Walter Brennan [A7]punched out [C]Cassius [D]Clay
I've [G]heard the truth from [Bb]Lenny Bruce
and [C]all my wealth won't [Eb]buy me health
[G] So I smoke a [D]pint of tea a [G]day [C] [Eb] [G] [G] [C] [Eb] [G] [G]
I knew a man his brain so [F]small,
He couldn't think of nothin' at [G]all.
He's not the same as [C]you and me.
He doesn't dig poetry. [F]He's so unhip that
When you say [G]Dylan, he thinks you're talkin' about [C]Dylan Thomas,
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Whoever he is.
The [F]man ain't got no [G]culture,
| |
But its alright, Ma,
It's just sumpthin' I learned over in [C]England.
I've been [G]James Joyced, [Bb]Rolls Royced
[C]Mick Jaggered, [Eb]silver daggered
[G]Andy Warhol won't you [A7]please come [D]home?
I've been [G]mother, fathered, [Bb]aunt and uncled
[C]Tom Wilsoned, Art [Eb]Garfunkled
[G]Barry Kornfeld's [A7]mother's on the [G]phone
[G]When in London, [Bb]do as I do
[C]Find yourself a [Eb]friendly haiku
[G] Go to sleep for [D]ten or fifteen [G]years