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The chariot
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AmEmGCAmEmGD
EmThis is a song that came uGpon me
one night
when the Amnews it had been telling me
about oCne more war and oDne more fight
and 'Emaeh' I sighed but then
I tGhought about my friends
then I wrAmote this declaration
just in cCase the woDrld end
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Our guns
we shot them in the things we said
ah we didn't need no bullets
cos the roadtrips that we launched
t-t-tripping across this island
starting missions at the break of dawn
yawn and smile say
'what direction shall we take?'
'Somewhere where it warm and wet'
this be the route we'd always take and....
AmOur weapons were our instruEmments
Gmade from tiD/Fmber and steCel
we never yieAmlded to conforEmmity
but stoGod like kings
in a chDariot that's riding on a
Drecord wheel
we rely on some AmwordEms inGsteCad Am Em G D
kill someone in argument
outwit them with our brains
and we'd kill ourselves laughing
at the funny things we'd say
ONNTTTSSS baby.
And bombs
we had them saved for special times
when the crew would call a shakedown
we break down a party landmine
women that so sexy
they explode us with their looks
ah we blowing up some speakers
jumping round till the ground shook
And missiles
they were
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AEmnd ouGr aiAmrforcCe fDlying
when the frisbee in the sky
have a session while we're smoking
now we're feeling extra high
and we'd sneak into a carpark
with the skaties on our back
and we're flying down the levels howling
'on the attack now on the attack'
And battles
they happened in these dancehalls
see we'd rather fight with music
choosing one the rhythm war
battle at these shakedowns
and we battle at these gigs
we do battle in our bedrooms
made some sweet love to the beat
Then our allies grew
wherever we would roam
see whenever we're together
any stranger feel at home
in a way we are an army
but this army not destruct
no instead we're doing simple things
good loving find it run amuck
This be a declaration
written about my friends
it's engraved into this song
so they know I'm not forgetting them
see maybe if the world contained
more people like these
then the news would not be telling me
about all that warfare endlessly and
Our weapons were our instruments
made from timber and steel
we never yielded to conformity
but stood like kings
in a chariot that's riding on
a record wheel
enjoy
cheers greg
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