Chords for Ricochet (2018 Remaster)
Tempo:
66.25 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
Am
D
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
Like weeds on a rock [G] face, waiting for the sign, [E]
ricochet, [A] ricochet.
[D] The world is on a corner, [G] waiting for just [D]
ricochet, [G] ricochet.
Turn the [E] holy picture, so they [A] face the wall.
[Am]
A trickle of death [A] to be concocted.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Memories, [A] wild flowers, a bunch of chameleons, a bunch of pieces of mission, mine shards, things like that.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the [Am] crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[A] Ricochet, it's not the end of the world.
[D]
Sound of thunder, sound of [G] bones, sound of the devil breaking parole.
[E]
Ricochet, [A] ricochet.
[D] These are the prisons, these are the crimes, [G] teaching life in a violent new way.
[D]
Ricochet, [G] ricochet.
Turn the holy [E] picture, so [A] they face the wall.
A trickle of death to be concocted.
[G] [Am] A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, [A] these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Early, before the sun, this trouble afternoon, as the occult places they see their lives are dwindling forth.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[F#] Ricochet, it's not [G#] the end of the world.
That what you do, that I can do, [A] is to be my own.
[B] I will crush that nobody else will ever be able to crush.
[A] It is my own fulfillment of purpose.
[Am]
[C] [A]
[E] [A] All of it.
[G] [A]
[E]
[Am] [G] Sound of birds, [A] sound of wind, sound of water, sound of birds.
[Am] [A] [G]
[A] [Am] [A]
[G]
Like weeds on a rock [G] face, waiting for the sign, [E]
ricochet, [A] ricochet.
[D] The world is on a corner, [G] waiting for just [D]
ricochet, [G] ricochet.
Turn the [E] holy picture, so they [A] face the wall.
[Am]
A trickle of death [A] to be concocted.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Memories, [A] wild flowers, a bunch of chameleons, a bunch of pieces of mission, mine shards, things like that.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the [Am] crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[A] Ricochet, it's not the end of the world.
[D]
Sound of thunder, sound of [G] bones, sound of the devil breaking parole.
[E]
Ricochet, [A] ricochet.
[D] These are the prisons, these are the crimes, [G] teaching life in a violent new way.
[D]
Ricochet, [G] ricochet.
Turn the holy [E] picture, so [A] they face the wall.
A trickle of death to be concocted.
[G] [Am] A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, [A] these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Early, before the sun, this trouble afternoon, as the occult places they see their lives are dwindling forth.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[F#] Ricochet, it's not [G#] the end of the world.
That what you do, that I can do, [A] is to be my own.
[B] I will crush that nobody else will ever be able to crush.
[A] It is my own fulfillment of purpose.
[Am]
[C] [A]
[E] [A] All of it.
[G] [A]
[E]
[Am] [G] Sound of birds, [A] sound of wind, sound of water, sound of birds.
[Am] [A] [G]
[A] [Am] [A]
[G]
Key:
A
G
Am
D
E
A
G
Am
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D]
Like weeds on a rock [G] face, waiting for the sign, [E]
ricochet, _ _ [A] ricochet.
_ [D] The world is on a corner, [G] waiting for just _ [D]
ricochet, _ _ [G] ricochet.
Turn the [E] holy picture, so they [A] face the _ wall.
[Am]
A trickle of death [A] to be concocted. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes. _
_ _ _ _ Memories, [A] wild flowers, _ a bunch of chameleons, a bunch of pieces of mission, mine shards, things like that.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the [Am] crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[A] Ricochet, it's not the end of the world.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D]
Sound of thunder, sound of [G] bones, sound of the devil breaking parole.
[E]
Ricochet, _ _ [A] ricochet.
_ [D] These are the prisons, these are the crimes, [G] teaching life in a violent new way.
[D]
Ricochet, _ [G] ricochet.
Turn the holy [E] picture, so [A] they face the wall.
A trickle of death _ to _ be concocted.
[G] _ _ _ [Am] A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, [A] these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Early, before the sun, this trouble afternoon, _ _ _ _ _ as the occult places they see their lives are dwindling forth.
_ _ _ _ A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[F#] Ricochet, it's not [G#] the end of the world.
_ That what you do, that I can do, [A] is to be my own.
[B] I will crush that nobody else will ever be able to crush.
[A] It is my own fulfillment of purpose.
[Am] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] All of it. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [G] Sound of birds, [A] sound of wind, sound of water, sound of birds.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
Like weeds on a rock [G] face, waiting for the sign, [E]
ricochet, _ _ [A] ricochet.
_ [D] The world is on a corner, [G] waiting for just _ [D]
ricochet, _ _ [G] ricochet.
Turn the [E] holy picture, so they [A] face the _ wall.
[Am]
A trickle of death [A] to be concocted. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes. _
_ _ _ _ Memories, [A] wild flowers, _ a bunch of chameleons, a bunch of pieces of mission, mine shards, things like that.
A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the [Am] crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[A] Ricochet, it's not the end of the world.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D]
Sound of thunder, sound of [G] bones, sound of the devil breaking parole.
[E]
Ricochet, _ _ [A] ricochet.
_ [D] These are the prisons, these are the crimes, [G] teaching life in a violent new way.
[D]
Ricochet, _ [G] ricochet.
Turn the holy [E] picture, so [A] they face the wall.
A trickle of death _ to _ be concocted.
[G] _ _ _ [Am] A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, [A] these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Early, before the sun, this trouble afternoon, _ _ _ _ _ as the occult places they see their lives are dwindling forth.
_ _ _ _ A bunch of flowers, a bunch of vines, these are the prisons, these are the crimes.
Sound of thunder, sound of [F] bones, sound of the devil breaking the law.
[F#] Ricochet, it's not [G#] the end of the world.
_ That what you do, that I can do, [A] is to be my own.
[B] I will crush that nobody else will ever be able to crush.
[A] It is my own fulfillment of purpose.
[Am] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] All of it. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [G] Sound of birds, [A] sound of wind, sound of water, sound of birds.
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _