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