Tom: A
A A/G#
I heard what you said -- the leaders are dead
F#m E - D
They're robbing the skies -- I can hear their followers cry:
Bm D
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
A A/G#
The language of influence is cluttered with hard hard cs
F#m E - D
And I put a spy-cam in a sorority
Bm D
Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen
Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen
Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen
Ah-ooh -- darlings on the split-screen
Ah-ooh
Bm D
There's no women in alaska
There's no creoles in vermont
There's no coast of nebraska
My mother, I forgot
Bm D
Slavic princess with a rose in her teeth
Bm D
Do you suppose she would bite you if she could?
Bm
Insane cobra split the wood
D
Trader of the lowland breed
Bm
Call a jittney, drive away
D
In the slipstream we will stay
Bm
Stay away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
