Chords for Carmen Miranda's Ghost 04 - Bomber

Tempo:
114.8 bpm
Chords used:

Ebm

Ab

Eb

Bb

Gb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Carmen Miranda's Ghost 04 - Bomber chords
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[Gb] [Ebm]
Sleek and clean, the death machines stand ready on the decks.
Inside the men who fight in them run through their final checks.
So often if the pilots sit, their lives are moved by hate.
For those that fly make others die and never touch their fate.
[Ab] He just flies the bomber, he never sees her [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down.
[Bb] He just flies the [Ebm] bomber.
[Eb]
[Ab] [Ebm] [Eb] Inbound trip without a slip, the shuttle [Ebm] drops them free.
[Eb] They set the track for their attack, the backup [Ebm] cops agree.
Now turn the jet and don't forget, the plot in the return.
It's time to go for down below the planet burns.
[Ab] He just flies the bomber, he never sees their [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down.
[Bb] He just flies the [Ab] bomber.
[Ebm] They make the run so quick it's done, the jet screens toward the ground.
They're moving fast, but so far past they never hear the sound.
The final turn is from stern, they watch the mushrooms grow.
They fill the night with deadly light, they kill the world below.
[Ab] He just flies the bomber, he never sees their [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down.
[Bb] He just flies the bomber.
[Ab] [Db]
[Ebm] [Eb] [Ebm]
[Ab] Back aboard the shuttle, there'll be time enough to [Ebm] think what they've done.
[Ab] They'll fight their antiseptic war, won't leave them with the place that they [Bb] can run.
[B] Nowhere [Bb] to [Eb] run.
[Ebm]
[Ab]
[Ebm]
[Bb] [Ab]
[Eb]
There's no deep [Ebm] untroubled sleep for one with such a debt.
Guilt alone will not [Ab] atone [Eb] or let a soul forget.
Those cries and screams are not just dreams, imagination's lies.
Goddamn the horde, the bitch who bore you, killers [Ebm] from the [Ab] skies.
He just flies the bomber, he never sees their [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down.
[Bb] He just flies the bomber.
[Ab] [Ebm] [Eb]
Key:  
Ebm
13421116
Ab
134211114
Eb
12341116
Bb
12341111
Gb
134211112
Ebm
13421116
Ab
134211114
Eb
12341116
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[Gb] _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Sleek and clean, the death machines stand ready on the decks.
Inside the men who fight in them run through their final checks.
So often if the pilots sit, their lives are moved by hate.
For those that fly make others die and never touch their fate.
[Ab] He just flies the bomber, he never sees her [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down. _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] He just flies the [Ebm] bomber.
_ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ [Ebm] _ _ [Eb] Inbound _ _ trip without a slip, the shuttle [Ebm] drops them free.
[Eb] They set the track for their attack, the backup [Ebm] cops agree.
Now turn the jet and don't forget, the plot in the return.
It's time to go for down below the planet burns.
[Ab] He just flies the bomber, he never sees their [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down. _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] He just flies the [Ab] bomber. _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ They _ _ _ _ make the run so quick it's done, the jet screens toward the ground.
They're moving fast, but so far past they never hear the sound.
The final turn is from stern, they watch the mushrooms grow.
They fill the night with deadly light, they kill the world below.
[Ab] He just flies the bomber, he never sees their [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] He just flies the bomber.
[Ab] _ _ [Db] _
[Ebm] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ [Ab] Back aboard the shuttle, there'll be time enough to [Ebm] think what they've done. _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] They'll fight their antiseptic war, won't leave them with the place that they [Bb] can run.
_ _ [B] Nowhere [Bb] to [Eb] run. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ There's no deep [Ebm] untroubled sleep for one with such a debt.
Guilt alone will not [Ab] atone [Eb] or let a soul forget.
Those cries and screams are not just dreams, imagination's lies.
Goddamn the horde, the bitch who bore you, killers [Ebm] from the [Ab] skies.
He just flies the bomber, he never sees their [Ebm] eyes when the hell comes down. _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] He just flies the bomber.
[Ab] _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _

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