Vladivostok Y2K (Владивосток 2000)

    Am 
Grenade in my pocket, a pin in my hand 
The Local sea-gull language, I can almost understand 
    Dm 
I’m awful resistance, not hide and not a thief 
     C                               E 
The lather looks up to the sky, and with having breath 
 
The fog disovermelted, when moon moved oversee 
The day availed became some, one else as fee and sea 
The water have it poison, sound is dead and light is off 
No getting back, not anymore, no friends in my mellow 
 
          Am                            Dm 
   We’re leaving, we’re leaving, we’re leaving 
       C                       E 
   The universe are screaming May Day 
   Am                      Dm 
   Ecstasy of fashion, in serious direction 
   C            E 
   Vladivostok Y2K 
 
Hugging in drunken women sailors begun, 
Hemorrhaging tattoos, empty bottles of rum, 
Can you hear the heartbeat, knocking on the soul, 
The seas on last tending near the Paris no Rome 
 
Your digest from the sellback Century boys 
Rapines of the chewing gum and pokemon toys 
They sub will sleep forever but showers never near 
Where in the country’s pockets all the railroads disappear. 
 
   We’re leaving, we’re leaving, we’re leaving 
   The universe are screaming May Day 
   Ecstasy of fashion, in serious direction 
   Vladivostok Y2K