Chords for RYAN BINGHAM - "Flower Bomb" - (Live in West Hollywood, CA) #JAMINTHEVAN
Tempo:
101.95 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D] [D]
[G]
[F#] [G] Hey, what's up?
We're here with Jammin' the Van outside of the Roxy in Hollywood, California.
My name's Ryan Bingham and this song is called Flower Bomb.
In this world we hope to see invisible signs of our democracy.
So maybe somehow we all can say that it's worth the blood that we leave on the stage.
For in this world we make a stand for suffering minds of unknown lands.
But the water below our two left feet can hardly rise above our political heat.
[D]
[G]
In this world we have to shake [D] and mend the hand that the baton breaks.
[G] If we hesitate we might forget [D] about the hard checks written for last month's rent.
[G]
How in the hell can anyone progress if we're all out of work and hooked on pills for stress?
They tell us up in heaven there is food to eat.
But for now all we get is this shit on
the street.
How in the hell can anyone trust in food stamps
filling our bellies up?
Our homeless kids on forgotten roads.
Let's hope they can bear with the winter cold.
Cause the spark within the youngest eye can
slowly fade with the whispered cry.
So lend your heart and all you know and relieve
the pain so the good can grow.
Relieve the pain so the good can grow.
[G]
[F#] [G] Hey, what's up?
We're here with Jammin' the Van outside of the Roxy in Hollywood, California.
My name's Ryan Bingham and this song is called Flower Bomb.
In this world we hope to see invisible signs of our democracy.
So maybe somehow we all can say that it's worth the blood that we leave on the stage.
For in this world we make a stand for suffering minds of unknown lands.
But the water below our two left feet can hardly rise above our political heat.
[D]
[G]
In this world we have to shake [D] and mend the hand that the baton breaks.
[G] If we hesitate we might forget [D] about the hard checks written for last month's rent.
[G]
How in the hell can anyone progress if we're all out of work and hooked on pills for stress?
They tell us up in heaven there is food to eat.
But for now all we get is this shit on
the street.
How in the hell can anyone trust in food stamps
filling our bellies up?
Our homeless kids on forgotten roads.
Let's hope they can bear with the winter cold.
Cause the spark within the youngest eye can
slowly fade with the whispered cry.
So lend your heart and all you know and relieve
the pain so the good can grow.
Relieve the pain so the good can grow.
Key:
G
D
F#
G
D
F#
G
D
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [G] _ Hey, what's up?
We're here with Jammin' the Van outside of the Roxy in Hollywood, California.
My name's Ryan Bingham and this song is called Flower Bomb. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ In this world we hope to see invisible signs of our democracy.
So maybe somehow we all can say that it's worth the blood that we leave on the stage. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ For in this world we make a stand for suffering minds of unknown lands.
But the water below our two left feet can hardly rise above our political heat.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ In this world we have to shake [D] and mend the hand that the baton breaks.
[G] If we hesitate we might forget [D] about the hard checks written for last month's rent.
[G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ How in the hell can anyone progress if we're all out of work and hooked on pills for stress?
They tell us up in heaven there is food to eat.
But for now all we get is this shit on
the street.
_ How in the hell can anyone trust in food stamps
filling our bellies up?
Our homeless kids on forgotten roads.
Let's hope they can bear with the winter cold.
Cause the spark within the youngest eye can
slowly fade with the whispered cry.
So lend your heart and all you know and relieve
the pain so the good can grow. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Relieve the pain so the good can grow. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [G] _ Hey, what's up?
We're here with Jammin' the Van outside of the Roxy in Hollywood, California.
My name's Ryan Bingham and this song is called Flower Bomb. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ In this world we hope to see invisible signs of our democracy.
So maybe somehow we all can say that it's worth the blood that we leave on the stage. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ For in this world we make a stand for suffering minds of unknown lands.
But the water below our two left feet can hardly rise above our political heat.
_ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ In this world we have to shake [D] and mend the hand that the baton breaks.
[G] If we hesitate we might forget [D] about the hard checks written for last month's rent.
[G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ How in the hell can anyone progress if we're all out of work and hooked on pills for stress?
They tell us up in heaven there is food to eat.
But for now all we get is this shit on
the street.
_ How in the hell can anyone trust in food stamps
filling our bellies up?
Our homeless kids on forgotten roads.
Let's hope they can bear with the winter cold.
Cause the spark within the youngest eye can
slowly fade with the whispered cry.
So lend your heart and all you know and relieve
the pain so the good can grow. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Relieve the pain so the good can grow. _ _ _ _ _
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