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Here We Go

Dispatch
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 ( )
 here we go
 leave it on the back burner
 take it to the dry town
 ( )
 I got the mean time slippin' down
 the slide some uptight right wing,
 political homicide, do what you want,
 take what you will, take it in like a
 southpaw, flip it on the grill
 bourgeoise, protocol
 bottoms up boys this is the last call
 happy hour doesn't last too long
 you know it never does
 so I sit here on a bar stool looking at
 the sky got a buck and a quarter
 and a bucket full or rye
 don't step out of line you'll get time
 in the brig don't yield to the mighty
 you got your own dirt to dig
 ( )
 here we go
 leave it on the back burner
 take it to the dry town
 ( )
 me and my flea bag friends we ran
 to have our own feast of Crispan
 Murphy was there with number 22
 they were got caught in the middleof a coup, you will
 lose me if I don't lose you, I will
Lose  me if I don’t lose  you
 ( )  x2
 ( )
 we haven't chosen
 anyone of you to condemn
 so make your decision and chose you
 side or let us begin
 ( )
 steeped in knowledge
 I'll step from the board
 down to the speak easy
 with my double-edged sword
 you know the deal
 you got to spin the wheel
 I heard the heavens are full of sevens
 but as matter of fact
 you know that cat suicide jack
 he don't play like that
 truth is he don't really play at all
 ( )
 here we go
 leave it on the back burner
 take it to the dry town
 End on Bm

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Readable chord sheet for Here We Go by Dispatch

[Bm]      [A]       [F#]      [E]       [Bm]      [A]       [F#]     [E]

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])
I got the mean time slippin' down
the slide some uptight right wing,
political homicide, do what you want,
take what you will, take it in like a
southpaw, flip it on the grill
bourgeoise, protocol
bottoms up boys this is the last call
happy hour doesn't last too long
you know it never does
so I sit here on a bar stool looking at
the sky got a buck and a quarter
and a bucket full or rye
don't step out of line you'll get time
in the brig don't yield to the mighty
you got your own dirt to dig

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])
me and my flea bag friends we ran
to have our own feast of Crispan
Murphy was there with number 22
they were got caught in the middleof a coup, you will
lose me if I don't lose you, I will
[Bm]Lose me if I don’t los[F#]e you

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])  x2

([D]      [F#]      [E]       [Bm])
we haven't chosen
anyone of you to condemn
so make your decision and chose you
side or let us begin

[Bm]      [A]       [F#]      [E]       [Bm]      [A]       [F#]     [E]

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])
steeped in knowledge
I'll step from the board
down to the speak easy
with my double-edged sword
you know the deal
you got to spin the wheel
I heard the heavens are full of sevens
but as matter of fact
you know that cat suicide jack
he don't play like that
truth is he don't really play at all

([Bm]     [A]       [F#]      [E])
here we go
leave it on the back burner
take it to the dry town

End on Bm

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