The Chariot

Tabbed by Greg [email protected] The chariot other version Trumpet intro: Verse: Chorus 2nd Chorus(regae) This is a song that came upon me one night when the news it had been telling me about one more war and one more fight and 'aeh' I sighed but then I thought about my friends then I wrote this declaration just in case the world end Continue same pattern and chords till chorus 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.... 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 2nd Chorus(regae) we rely on some words instead 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 Return to verse chords And our airforce flying 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 Chorus 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