Verse 1:
         A                  Em7       A  Em7
Wearing spy 3000 for the ultraviolet rays
  A                           Em7                   A        Em7
Made it to the island on the last of the outbound planes -Ahh-
                      A                                    Em7
Got a trunk full of Symone and Celine, and of course my magazines
       A
I'm gonna live out my days
 
 
Verse 2:
        G         Gb7    Bm      Bm        Bm   
Won't somebody, anybody, be the leader of a new regime?
        G            Gb7       D A    C
Free keepers of the burnt-out sc  e  ene
    G        Gb          D    A       Bm  Bm   Bm   
Another day lost and paranoia reigns supreme
    G         Gb             Bm
We need the leader of a new regime