Here's to Life
Bandits Of The Acoustic RevolutionVersion1
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*Horn Part A*
How did Camus really die that night?
Were they right? When he died was it really his time, or was it suicide?
And Holden Caulfield is a friend of mine
We go drinking from time to time, and I find it gets harder every time.
*Horn Part B*
Three went down (But only two of them come up again)
The minimal is criminal but less is a sin
Though three went down (only two of them come up again)
Im not gonna play if there aint no way Ill win
*Horn Solo*
Hemingway never seemed to mind the banality of a normal life,
And I find it gets harder every time.
So he aimed the shotgun into the blue, placed his face in between the two,
And sighed: Heres to Life!
*Horn Part A*
*Horn Part B*
Three went down (but only two of them come up again)
The minimal is criminal but less is a sin
Though three went down (only two of them come up again)
Im not gonna play if there aint no way Ill win
Hey there Salinger, what did you do?
Just when the world was looking at you
To write anything that meant anything,
You told us you were through
And its been years since you passed away,
But I see no plaque, and I see no grave
And I cant help believing you wanted it that way
And Vincent Van Gogh, why do you weep?
You were on your way to heaven but the road was steep
And who was there to break your fall?
Were guilty, one and all
And I dont know much, but I do know this:
With a golden heart comes a rebel fist
And every single soldier wasnt fired;
Some have quit
*Horn Part B*
*Horn Part A*
And it makes me sick when I think of it: All my heroes could not live with this
And I hope you rest in peace because with us you never did
And K.D.C., you were much too young and you changed my life but I draw the line
At suicide, so heres to life
*Outro*
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Readable chord sheet for Here's to Life by Bandits Of The Acoustic Revolution
e|-------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------| G|-------------------------------------------------| D|------------------3-------0------0--2------------| A|--0---2--3---2-0--------------3---------3-2-0----| E|-------------------------------------------------| e|-------------------------------------------------| B|-------------------------------------------------| G|-------------------------------------------------| D|--------------------3---1---0-3--2--0------------| A|--0---2---3---2-0----------------------3--0------| E|-------------------------------------------------| [Am] [Am] [G] [F] [E] [Am]*Horn P[E]art A* [Am]How did Camus really die that night? Were they right? When he died was it really his [E]time, or was it [Am]suicide? [Am]And Holden Caulfield is a friend of mine We go drinking from time to time, and [E]I find it gets harder every [Am]time. [F]*Horn[C] Part[G] B* [Am] [F] [C] [E] [Am]Three went down (But only [E]two of them come up again) [Am]The minimal is criminal but [E]less is a sin [Am]Though three went down (only [E]two of them come up again) Im not [F]gonna play if there aint no way Ill win[E] [Am]*Horn Solo* [E] [Am] [Am]Hemingway never seemed to mind the banality of a normal life, And [E]I find it gets harder every [Am]time. [Am]So he aimed the shotgun into the blue, placed his face in between the two, And [E]sighed: Heres to [Am]Life! [Am] [Am] [G] [F] [E] [Am]*Horn P[E]art A* [F]*Horn[C] Part[G] B* [Am] [F] [C] [E] [Am]Three went down (but only [E]two of them come up again) [Am]The minimal is criminal but [E]less is a sin [Am]Though three went down (only [E]two of them come up again) Im not [F]gonna play if there aint no way Ill win[E] [Am]Hey there Salinger, [C]what did you do? [G]Just when the world was [Am]looking at you To write [Am]anything that meant [C]anything, You [G]told us you were [Am]through [Am]And its been years since you [C]passed away, But I [G]see no plaque, and I [Am]see no grave And [Am]I cant help [C]believing you [G]wanted it that [Am]way [Am]And Vincent Van Gogh, why [C]do you weep? You were [G]on your way to heaven but the [Am]road was steep And [Am]who was there to [C]break your fall? Were [G]guilty, one and [Am]all And I [Am]dont know much, but I [C]do know this: With a [G]golden heart comes a [Am]rebel fist And [Am]every single [C]soldier wasnt [G]fired; Some have quit [F]*Horn[C] Part[G] B* [Am] [F] [C] [E] [Am] [Am] [G] [F] [E] [Am]*Horn P[E]art A* [Am]And it makes me sick when I think of it: All my heroes could not live with this And I [E]hope you rest in peace because with [Am]us you never did And [Am]K.D.C., you were much too young and you changed my life but I draw the line At [E]suicide, so heres to [Am]life [Am]*Outro*[E] [Am] [E]