Lyrics and chords:
'I’ve No More Fucks To Give' By Thomas Benjamin Wild Esq

(Uke tuning GCEA)

Intro - Bb C7 F7 Bb

Verse 1

Bb
I’ve tried, tried, tried
F7
And I’ve tried even more
F7
I’ve Cried, Cried, Cried
Bb
And I can’t recall what for
Bb
I’ve pressed, I’ve pushed, I’ve yelled, I’ve begged
C7
In hope of some success

But the inevitable fact is that
F7
It never will impress

Chorus 1

Bb
I’ve no more fucks to give,
C7
My fucks have runneth dry,
F7
I’ve tried to go fuck shopping
Bb
But there’s no fucks left to buy

I’ve no more fucks to give,
C7
Though more fucks I’ve tried to get,
F7
I’m over my fuck budget and
Bb
I’m now in fucking debt

Verse 2
I strive, strive, strive
To get everything done
I’ve played by all the rules
But I’ve very rarely won,
I’ve smiled, I’ve charmed, I’ve wooed
I’ve laughed,
Alas to no avail
I’ve run round like a moron,
To unequivocally fail!

Chorus 2
I’ve no more fucks to give,
My fuck fuse has just blown,
I’ve been hunting for my fucks all day,
But they’ve upped and fucked off home,
I’ve no more fucks to give,
My fuck rations are depleted,
I’ve rallied my fuck army but
It’s been fucking defeated!

Bridge

Eb Bb
The effort has just not been worth
F7 Bb Bb7
The time or the expense
D7 Gm7
I’ve exhausted all my energy
C7 F7
For minimal recompense
Eb Bb
The complete lack of acknowledgement
F7 Bb Bb7
Has now begun to gall
C7
And I’ve come to realise that I
F7
Don’t give a fuck at all!

Chorus 3
I’ve no more fucks to give,
My fucks have flown away,
My fucks are now so fucked off
They’ve refused to fucking stay!
I’ve no more fucks to give,
My fucks have gone insane
They’ve come back round and passed me
While they’re fucking off again!

Chorus 4
I’ve no more fucks to give,
My fucks have all dissolved,
I’ve planned many projects
But my fucks won’t be involved!
I’ve no more fucks to give,
My fucks have all been spent,
They’ve fucked off from the building
And I don’t know where they went!

Outro
E Bb
I’ve no more fucks to give,
F7 Bb Bb7
I’ve no more fucks to give,
E
I’ve no more fucks,
Bb
I’ve no more fucks,
F7 Bb F7 Bb
I’ve no more fucks to give!

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round

>> ^kymbos:

"A woman with a face like haunted tupperware." How do you come up with that?
I'll have to chase his show - Frankie Boyle's Tramadol Nights


I'm glad you quoted that, I didn't grasp what it meant first time round What cracked me up was when he was going on about a gameshow host's skin, "it's like if your balls had a kneecap". Brilliant

First round is on me.

>> ^quantumushroom:
So why stop there? Let's torture everybody who might conceivably harm someone.
I already explained the difference between who is fair game and who are citizens/soldiers with legal rights. RTFM.
Torture has gotten us zero pertinant information, and it has inflamed the Arab world against us.
Torture "doesn't work" (except when it does) but you don't want to simply kill the scum where we find them. Make up your minds, libs!
The Arab world has been "inflamed" for centuries. Nothing new there.
And since when did fascists like you give a shit what the families of victims thought?
You hide behind victims the same way you hide behind the troops and your bogus patriotism.
Who's hiding, banana breath? I'm telling it like it is, not like Professor Tenured Hippie who hides from the real world at University.
My patriotism is bogus because I won't swear allegiance to the Communist States of Amerika? You bet. Fk Obamarx and all his minions. Nothing but thieves and thugs.
Why are you libs wearing your keyboards out crying over the 'rights' of scum who would love to chop off your heads?


When we're both burning in hell you're buying the first round, next round's on me, then we we can buddy up with a couple terrorists and pin the tab on them. It'll be a riot!

I'm sorry to say that your reply, although strong, was just too late to be effective at this point.

looks like this round goes to me, sir.

In reply to this comment by Raigen:
Well period yourself too, mister!

Round one for me too:

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Noyce! If you think this is clever you should check out the Crab Canon from my most favourite book in the world Godel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid, by Douglas Hofstadetr.

Crab Canon
----------

Achilles and the Tortoise happen upon each other
in the park one day while strolling.

Tortoise: Good day, Mr. A.
Achilles: Why, same to you.
Tortoise: So nice to run into you.
Achilles: That echoes my thoughts.
Tortoise: And it's a perfect day for a walk. I think I'll be walking home
soon.
Achilles: Oh, really? I guess there's nothing better for you than walking.
Tortoise: Incidentally, you're looking in fine fettle these days, I must
say.
Achilles: Thank you very much.
Tortoise: Not at all. Here, care for one of my cigars?
Achilles: Oh, you are such a philistine. In this area, the Dutch contribu-
tions are of markedly inferior taste, don't you think?
Tortoise: I disagree, in this case. But speaking of taste, I finally saw that
Crab Canon by your favorite artist, M.C. Escher, in a gallery the other
day, and I fully appreciate the beauty and ingenuity with which he
made one single theme mesh with itself going both backwards and
forwards. But I am afraid I will always feel Bach is superior to Escher.
Achilles: I don't know. But one thing for certain is that I don't worry about
arguments of taste. De gustibus non est disputandum.
Tortoise: Tell me, what's it like to be your age? Is it true that one has no
worries at all?
Achilles: To be precise one has no frets.
Tortoise: Oh, well, it's all the same to me.
Achilles: Fiddle. It makes a big difference, you know.
Tortoise: Say, don't you play the guitar?
Achilles: That's my good friend. He often plays, the fool. But I myself
wouldn't touch a guitar with a ten-foot pole.
(Suddenly the Crab, appearing from out of nowhere, wanders up ex-
citedly, pointing to a rather prominent black eye.)

Crab: Hallo! Hullo! What's up? What's new? You see this bump, this
from Warsaw - a collosal bear of a man - playing a lute. He was three
meters tall, if I'm a day. I mosey on up to the chap, reach skyward and
manage to tap him on the knee, saying, "Pardon me, sir, but you are
Pole-luting our park with your mazurkas." But WOW! he had no sense
of humor - not a bit, not a wit - and POW! - he lets loose and belts me
one, smack in the eye! Were it in my nature, I would crab up a storm,
but in the time-honored tradition of my species, I backed off. After all,
when we walk forwards, we move backwards. It's in our genes, you
know, turning round and round. That reminds me - I've always
wondered, "which came first - the Crab or the Gene?" That
is to say, "Which came last - the Gene, or the Crab?" I'm always
turning things round and round, you know. It's in our genes, after
all. When we walk backwards we move forwards. Ah me, oh my!
I must lope along on my merry way - so off I go on such a fine day.
Sing "ho!" for the life of a Crab! TATA! Ole!

(And he disappears as suddenly as he arrived.)

Tortoise: That's my good friend. He often plays, the fool. But I myself
wouldn't touch a ten-foot Pole with a guitar.
Achilles: Say, don't you play the guitar?
Tortoise: Fiddle. It makes a big difference, you know.
Achilles: Oh, well, it's all the same to me.
Tortoise: To be precise one has no frets.
Achilles: Tell me, what's it like to be your age? Is it true that one has no
worries at all?
Tortoise: I don't know. But one thing for certain is that I don't worry about
arguments of taste. Disputandum non est de gustibus.
Achilles: I disagree, in this case. But speaking of taste, I finally heard that
Crab Canon by your favorite composer, J.S. Bach, in a concert the
other day, and I fully appreciate the beauty and ingenuity with which
he made one single theme mesh with itself going both backwards and
forwards. But I am afraid I will always feel Escher is superior to Bach.
Tortoise: Oh, you are such a philistine. In this area, the Dutch contribu-
tions are of markedly inferior taste, don't you think?
Achilles: Not at all. Here, care for one of my cigars?
Tortoise: Thank you very much.
Achilles: Incidentally, you're looking in fine fettle these days, I must
say.
Tortoise: Oh, really? I guess there's nothing better for you than walking.
Achilles: And it's a perfect day for a walk. I think I'll be walking home
soon.
Tortoise: That echoes my thoughts.
Achilles: So nice to run into you.
Tortoise: Why, same to you.
Achilles: Good day, Mr. A.

Wahoooo!! <dancing around the room> First round's on me!

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