Мумий Тролль - 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