Am                              A/Ab 
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/Ab 
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