Chords for War Party - Pure Destroyer - Daytrotter Session - 11/30/2018
Tempo:
79.95 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
F#m
F#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[A] [Em]
[D] [A]
[Em] We're closing out, we're [A] capping off.
We [D] jingle the keys, sweet [F#m] release, a [A] jutted bone.
And here [E] am I, oh, it's a deacon's rise.
Spending a [D] little of my life, busy a [F#] little of night,
the ceremony [E] of trolls.
We're losing a [D] dear true, a sadder baby [F#m] too,
the next bleeding [A] troll.
There's a crying [D] fire, we swallowed [F#m] it all before it finally [E] chose.
Out [F#] there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Oh, [F#] you could laugh, but through your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her.
[F#] Out there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Back to your [D] sorrow, you [F#m] destroy a natural [A] disaster.
A [B] streetlight before you were ever born,
each of you [A] gathered a dust and synchronized the form.
That body [D] of yours, it's growing [F#m] in your hair, but you didn't tell [A] it the truth.
The lack of the [Em] rose, strings past the crown,
and a pendulum flicks, and yet the scent surrounds.
It's a minor [D] insult, never [F#m] least a clue, a sacred [E] tool of old.
Except the very [D] kind, it can't be denied, it can't [A] be bestowed.
To live [D] and die, struggle [F#m] and strive, old [E] comedy rule.
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after.
[F#] Oh, you could laugh, until your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her.
[F#] Oh, yet there, was nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after.
Back to [D] your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a natural [A] disaster.
[E] Every streetlight is on, and it's the first night of the month.
Look through [A] my glasses and leaves, just like the rising sun.
But [D] if the good out, it was a faith in doubt, and words [A] like words on my tongue.
I guess [D] I'll sit on the couch, stare at the ceiling, [A] and talk to the wall.
Or maybe [D] swallow these pills, and get my prescription filled, and [E] just get back to work.
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't [A] be nothing after.
[F#] You could laugh, until your sorrow, [A] you could destroy her.
Oh, [F#] yet there, there's nothing before, there [A] couldn't be nothing after.
Or laugh [D] until your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a [A] natural disaster.
[D] [F#m] [A]
[A] [Em]
[D] [A]
[Em] We're closing out, we're [A] capping off.
We [D] jingle the keys, sweet [F#m] release, a [A] jutted bone.
And here [E] am I, oh, it's a deacon's rise.
Spending a [D] little of my life, busy a [F#] little of night,
the ceremony [E] of trolls.
We're losing a [D] dear true, a sadder baby [F#m] too,
the next bleeding [A] troll.
There's a crying [D] fire, we swallowed [F#m] it all before it finally [E] chose.
Out [F#] there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Oh, [F#] you could laugh, but through your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her.
[F#] Out there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Back to your [D] sorrow, you [F#m] destroy a natural [A] disaster.
A [B] streetlight before you were ever born,
each of you [A] gathered a dust and synchronized the form.
That body [D] of yours, it's growing [F#m] in your hair, but you didn't tell [A] it the truth.
The lack of the [Em] rose, strings past the crown,
and a pendulum flicks, and yet the scent surrounds.
It's a minor [D] insult, never [F#m] least a clue, a sacred [E] tool of old.
Except the very [D] kind, it can't be denied, it can't [A] be bestowed.
To live [D] and die, struggle [F#m] and strive, old [E] comedy rule.
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after.
[F#] Oh, you could laugh, until your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her.
[F#] Oh, yet there, was nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after.
Back to [D] your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a natural [A] disaster.
[E] Every streetlight is on, and it's the first night of the month.
Look through [A] my glasses and leaves, just like the rising sun.
But [D] if the good out, it was a faith in doubt, and words [A] like words on my tongue.
I guess [D] I'll sit on the couch, stare at the ceiling, [A] and talk to the wall.
Or maybe [D] swallow these pills, and get my prescription filled, and [E] just get back to work.
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't [A] be nothing after.
[F#] You could laugh, until your sorrow, [A] you could destroy her.
Oh, [F#] yet there, there's nothing before, there [A] couldn't be nothing after.
Or laugh [D] until your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a [A] natural disaster.
[D] [F#m] [A]
Key:
A
D
F#m
F#
E
A
D
F#m
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Em] We're closing out, we're [A] capping off.
We [D] jingle the keys, sweet [F#m] release, a [A] jutted bone.
_ And here [E] am I, oh, it's a deacon's rise.
_ Spending a [D] little of my life, busy a [F#] little of night,
the ceremony [E] of trolls.
_ We're losing a [D] dear true, a sadder baby [F#m] too,
the next bleeding [A] troll.
_ There's a crying [D] fire, we swallowed [F#m] it all before it finally [E] chose.
_ Out [F#] there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Oh, [F#] you could laugh, but through your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her. _ _
[F#] Out there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Back to your [D] sorrow, you [F#m] destroy a natural [A] disaster.
_ A [B] streetlight before you were ever born,
each of you [A] gathered a dust and synchronized the form.
That body [D] of yours, it's growing [F#m] in your hair, but you didn't tell [A] it the truth.
_ The lack of the [Em] rose, strings past the crown,
and a pendulum flicks, and yet the scent surrounds.
It's a minor [D] insult, never [F#m] least a clue, a sacred [E] tool of old.
Except the very [D] kind, it can't be denied, it can't [A] be bestowed.
To live [D] and die, struggle [F#m] and strive, old [E] comedy rule. _ _
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after. _
[F#] Oh, you could laugh, until your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her. _
[F#] Oh, yet there, was nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after.
Back to [D] your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a natural [A] disaster. _
[E] Every streetlight is on, and it's the first night of the month.
Look through [A] my glasses and leaves, just like the rising sun.
But [D] if the good out, it was a faith in doubt, and words [A] like words on my tongue.
I guess [D] I'll sit on the couch, stare at the ceiling, [A] and talk to the wall.
Or maybe [D] swallow these pills, and get my prescription filled, and [E] just get back to work. _
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't [A] be nothing after. _
[F#] You could laugh, until your sorrow, [A] you could destroy her. _
Oh, [F#] yet there, there's nothing before, there [A] couldn't be nothing after.
Or laugh [D] until your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a [A] natural disaster. _ _
_ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Em] We're closing out, we're [A] capping off.
We [D] jingle the keys, sweet [F#m] release, a [A] jutted bone.
_ And here [E] am I, oh, it's a deacon's rise.
_ Spending a [D] little of my life, busy a [F#] little of night,
the ceremony [E] of trolls.
_ We're losing a [D] dear true, a sadder baby [F#m] too,
the next bleeding [A] troll.
_ There's a crying [D] fire, we swallowed [F#m] it all before it finally [E] chose.
_ Out [F#] there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Oh, [F#] you could laugh, but through your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her. _ _
[F#] Out there, there was nothing before, there couldn't be nothing [A] after.
Back to your [D] sorrow, you [F#m] destroy a natural [A] disaster.
_ A [B] streetlight before you were ever born,
each of you [A] gathered a dust and synchronized the form.
That body [D] of yours, it's growing [F#m] in your hair, but you didn't tell [A] it the truth.
_ The lack of the [Em] rose, strings past the crown,
and a pendulum flicks, and yet the scent surrounds.
It's a minor [D] insult, never [F#m] least a clue, a sacred [E] tool of old.
Except the very [D] kind, it can't be denied, it can't [A] be bestowed.
To live [D] and die, struggle [F#m] and strive, old [E] comedy rule. _ _
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after. _
[F#] Oh, you could laugh, until your sorrow, you could [A] destroy her. _
[F#] Oh, yet there, was nothing before, there couldn't be [A] nothing after.
Back to [D] your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a natural [A] disaster. _
[E] Every streetlight is on, and it's the first night of the month.
Look through [A] my glasses and leaves, just like the rising sun.
But [D] if the good out, it was a faith in doubt, and words [A] like words on my tongue.
I guess [D] I'll sit on the couch, stare at the ceiling, [A] and talk to the wall.
Or maybe [D] swallow these pills, and get my prescription filled, and [E] just get back to work. _
[F#] Oh, and there, there's nothing before, there couldn't [A] be nothing after. _
[F#] You could laugh, until your sorrow, [A] you could destroy her. _
Oh, [F#] yet there, there's nothing before, there [A] couldn't be nothing after.
Or laugh [D] until your sorrow, [F#m] you destroy a [A] natural disaster. _ _
_ [D] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _