Biography:
Smoke or Fire is an American punk rock band from Boston, Massachusetts.
The band originally formed in 1998, when western Massachusetts natives Joe McMahan (lead vocals and guitar) and Jeremy Cochran (guitar) got together with fellow Boston University students Ken Gurley (bass) and Nick Maggiore (drums), hailing from New Hampshire. Originally calling themselves Jericho, the boys released their debut album, When the Battery Dies, in 2000. Their fan base grew as they played DIY basement shows and small clubs throughout the Northeast.
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Honey, I Was Right About The War - Smoke or Fire
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Tabbed By: Michael Hanns
E-mail: [email protected]
Tuning: EADGBE (Standard)
Great acoustic anthem from 'The Speakeasy'
Comments/suggestions/criticism welcome and encouraged.
Chords are the same throughout the whole song except at the end.
Timing is slightly different every other time you play the 4 chord progression.
Intro: G, Em, C, D
G
Eight years ago on a summers night
Em
On the streets of L.A. was our first fight
C D
Turned out to be the first of many more
G
The country was all in up rise
Em
Who the blame and who to fight
C D
Who to kill and bomb
G
To settle the score
G
You said "My love, at times like these
Em
You don't dare question the president,"
C D
And I raised my voice to the girl I most adore
G
I said "I know it's hard for you to see
Em C
But I will not blindly follow one who blindly leads
D G
No matter what the cause."
G
Three thousand dead in NYC
Em C
And now three thousand more across the sea
D
No-one can tell me what for
G
And I'm not one to say I told you so
Em
But time has passed, and now we know
C D G
That honey, I was right about the war
Em (let ring)
Rich man's chess game is called "a war"
C (let ring) D (let ring)
And the pawns they use are named "the poor"
And no-one ever wins
G
And I say for shame on anyone
Em
Who orders young men to shoot a gun
C D
For these gods you all kill and die so easily for
G
My dear, the end is coming soon
Em
Not for the Earth, but for me and you
C D G
And every other soul who shares the world
C D G
Kill a million men, but ideas will still endure
C D G
People were not meant to shoot for sport
C (let ring) D (let ring) G (let ring)
God dammit, I was right about the war
Honey, I Was Right About The War - Smoke or Fire
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tabbed By: Michael Hanns
E-mail: [email protected]
Tuning: EADGBE (Standard)
Great acoustic anthem from 'The Speakeasy'
Comments/suggestions/criticism welcome and encouraged.
Chords are the same throughout the whole song except at the end.
Timing is slightly different every other time you play the 4 chord progression.
Intro: G, Em, C, D
G
Eight years ago on a summers night
Em
On the streets of L.A. was our first fight
C D
Turned out to be the first of many more
G
The country was all in up rise
Em
Who the blame and who to fight
C D
Who to kill and bomb
G
To settle the score
G
You said "My love, at times like these
Em
You don't dare question the president,"
C D
And I raised my voice to the girl I most adore
G
I said "I know it's hard for you to see
Em C
But I will not blindly follow one who blindly leads
D G
No matter what the cause."
G
Three thousand dead in NYC
Em C
And now three thousand more across the sea
D
No-one can tell me what for
G
And I'm not one to say I told you so
Em
But time has passed, and now we know
C D G
That honey, I was right about the war
Em (let ring)
Rich man's chess game is called "a war"
C (let ring) D (let ring)
And the pawns they use are named "the poor"
And no-one ever wins
G
And I say for shame on anyone
Em
Who orders young men to shoot a gun
C D
For these gods you all kill and die so easily for
G
My dear, the end is coming soon
Em
Not for the Earth, but for me and you
C D G
And every other soul who shares the world
C D G
Kill a million men, but ideas will still endure
C D G
People were not meant to shoot for sport
C (let ring) D (let ring) G (let ring)
God dammit, I was right about the war
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Smokin Ribs
Smoky Babe