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AmI heard what you said -- the leaA/Abders are dead
F#mThey're robbing the skies -- IE canD hear their followers cry:
BmAh -ooh -- staDrlings in the slipstream
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
Ah -ooh -- starlings in the slipstream
AThe language of influence is clutA/Abtered with hard hard cs
F#mAnd I put a spy-cam in aE sorDority
BmAh-ooh -- darDlings 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
BmThere's no women in alaskaD
There's no creoles in vermont
There's no coast of nebraska
My mother, I forgot
BmSlavic princess with a rose inD her teeth
Do you supBmpose she would bite you if she could? D
Insane cobra split the wood Bm
Trader of the lowland breed D
Call a jittney, drive away Bm
In the slipstream we will stay D
Stay away, away, away, away, awaBmy, away, away, away, away
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