Мумий Тролль — Vladivostok Y2K (Владивосток 2000)

Am
Grenade in my pocket, a pin in my hand
   Am
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

   Am
The fog disovermelted, when moon moved oversee
   Am
The day availed became some, one else as fee and sea
   Sm
The water have it poison, sound is dead and light is off
   C                     E
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

   Am
Hugging in drunken women sailors begun,
   Am
Hemorrhaging tattoos, empty bottles of rum,
   Dm
Can you hear the heartbeat, knocking on the soul,
   C                     E
The seas on last tending near the Paris no Rome

   Am
Your digest from the sellback Century boys
   Am
Rapines of the chewing gum and pokemon toys
   Dm
They sub will sleep forever but showers never near
   C                     E
Where in the country's pockets all the railroads disappear.

       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