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