Intro
|: 52 10 52 53 10 53 54 10 54 53 53 10 53 :| E
(52=B string, second fret etc.)
A E
Although I'm young I got a job to do.
F#m G D A
Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe.
E
Call it a business trip.
F#m G D A C A C
Got to hide inside my trenchcoat and be clever.
A E
I got my papers and a cyanide pill.
F#m G D A
My polaroid's a taser in disguise.
E F#m G D A C C
There's a base-in-the-hills, and the wheat fields look like Kansas in November.
Dm A# C G
Astrovia, sweet comrade, your nation is your gun.
A# C Dm Dm
Your love reads like the broken code you sent me.
Dm A# C G
One last contact in red square, unless I have to run
A# C Dm Dm A E
and the long arms of the K.G.B. detect me.
A E
Can't trust a soul, secret messenger,
F#m G D A
just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain
E
and a cool .45.
F#m G D A C A C
The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange.
Dm A#
I.C.B.M.* Bang! Bang! You're dead!
C G
No one left to worry.
A# C Dm Dm
Kiss me quick, now I have to hurry.
Dm A# C G
Our last contact in red square, unless I have to run
A# C Dm Dm
and the long arms of the C.I.A. detect me.
A C A C A C A C G A Hey!
A C G A Hey! A Hey! A (F) A
*Intercontinental Ballistic Missile
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