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[Verse 1]
    Em
One evening, my father said: My son
    Am
I'™m dying and soon I'll be gone
      Em
But before my €…final €…farewell:
B
Hear me. And hear me well
Em
Do whatever you want €…to do
Am
Have a plan or roll the dice
        Em
But one thing is strictly taboo
B
Please, follow my advice


[Chorus]
G     C           D
Never google your symptoms
G          C        D
That is my only prescription
          Em          Am
You get a hundred diagnoses
       G        D
And medieval prognoses
      G         C          D
Every sign is a serious condition

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[Verse 2]
Em
If you google '€œcough'€ and '€œdiagnosis'€
Am
You have got tuberculosis
    Em
And if you google '€œfever and red'€
           B
You'€™ve got Ebola and soon will be dead
    Em
And if you google '€œI'€™ve a runny nose'€
     Am
It'€™s CSF. Your brain is leaking juice!
    Em
And if you google itch and prognosis:
             B
Anaphylactic chock or psychosis


[Chorus]
   G     C           D
So never google your symptoms
G         C          D
Seldom it brings any wisdom
Em            Am
You want to discover
    G         D
But you might uncover
         G         C   D
That you have an extra chromosome

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[Bridge]
   Em
So this is what I heard my father say
    Am
And then he closed his eyes and passed away
    Em
The autopsy report was very clear
B
Death from hypochondric fear
         B
Which is custom
         B
When you google
     B
Your symptoms


[Chorus]
G     C           D
Never google your symptoms
    G        C        D
The hit list is never awesome
Em           Am
Pain in your left arm?
G            D
Heart attack alarm!
       Em            Am
Do you feel a little weak? Yes
G            D
You'€™ve got ALS!
       Em             Am
If you have a slight anemia
G             D
You'€™ve got leukemia!
    Em           Am
Are you a little crazy?
G            D
You'€™ve got ADHD
   D           C
So never, ever google
     D
Your symptoms!