Chords for Dub pistols-speed of light

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_ [F] _ We're trekking at the speed of [C] light. _ _
[Gm] We're on a trip to space where the average man ain't [G] been.
The ground is flooded with rain to keep the earth clean.
[F] We communicate through radio waves with the [C] controllers of the ship.
We're seeing sights that amaze.
[Gm] Searching all corners of the Milky Way and galaxy.
[G] You won't believe the type of things that we were forced to [F] see.
Wait for the satellites.
Whet your [C] appetites.
From the distance we see the solids of all of life.
[Bb] You need a microscope to see the earth even [G] exists.
And it feels like we've been suspended in space for [F] years.
Nothing to do but think and wonder what we'll see when we [C] land.
Could this be the missing link in the bigger plan?
[Bb] Dark pistols control the ship.
[G] Blade is the focus.
This is the hero of the apocalypse.
[F] Miles away and we can still see the metropolis.
[C] Disappearing slowly into the distance.
No stopping [Bb] this.
Cruising at a leisurely pace.
As [G] we breeze past the stars and travel through the Milky [F] Way.
We glide through the air.
Trekking at the speed of [C] light.
We're flying through interstellar gravity.
[Bb] Whitestone, Pegasus, Mike, turn them into space [G] flight. Aerodynamics fly.
Frantic with the blade [F] right.
We're pushing orbits in a low tech cruise [C] type.
Pizza sneaking by from the glare of the computer [Bb] lights.
Should've bought the tenant window, spent it on an [G] interweb.
From the team at the last stop with the E.I.'s. in [F] the flat top. Wanted for smuggling in a legal spacecraft. [C] Don't know if we'll ever make it back. Now [Bb] we off track. Being chased by patrols. [G] Pull it together. Hands back under controls. [F] Tails spins, bow rolls out in arrow places. Through [C] the center of the media they could no longer trace [Bb] us. The stealth pistols control the ship. [G] Blade is the focus. This is the hero of the [F] apocalypse. Arms away and we can still see the metropolis. [C] Disappearing slowly into the distance. No stopping [Bb] this. Cruising at a leisurely pace. As [G] we breeze past the stars and travel through the Milky [F] Way. We glide through the air. Trekking at the speed of [C] light. _ _ [Bb] They educated us and even taught us how to [G] breathe. Gave us the diet of the food that we would have to [D] eat. Stick to [F] the rations. Never know what can happen. [C] Run out of fuel and you might never get back [Bb] in. Three humans in a space of five meters [G] square. Dressed in space suits attached to canisters of [F] air. Alien life form could possibly be a threat. [C] If that's the case push the button and eject. [Gm] They could [Bb] be hostile. Western on the X-file. [G] Don't try to talk to them cause they don't talk back. That ain't their [D] style. Don't [F] be a hero. This ain't a movie. You ain't an [C] hero. Don't try to piss them cause if you do you'll be gone to [Gm] zero. The [Bb] stealth pistols control the ship. [G] Blade is the focus. This is the hero of the apocalypse. [D] [F] Arms away and we can still see the metropolis. [C] Disappearing slowly into the distance. No stopping [Bb] this. Cruising at a leisurely pace. [G] As we breeze past the stars and travel through the Milky [D] Way. We [F] glide through the air. Trekking at the speed of [C] light. _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [G] _ _ _
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