Rolling Stones - Undercover Of The Night (Jagger/Richards)
Hear the screams from Center 42 Lound enough to bust your brains out The opposition's tongue is cut in two Keep off the streets cause you're in danger
One hundred thousand disparos Lost in the jails of South America Cuddle up baby Cuddle up tight Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night
The sex police are out there in the streets Make sure the pass laws are not broken The race militia has got itchy fingers All the way from New York back to Africa
Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Cuddle up baby Sleep with all out of sight Cuddle up baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover Undercover Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night
All the young men they've rounded up Sent to camps back in the jungle And people whisper, people double-talk At once their fathers act so humble All the young girls they have got the blues They're heading on back to Center 42
Keep it undercover Keep it out of sight Keep it undercover Keep it out of sight Undercover Keep it out of sight Undercover
Keep it out of sight Undercover of the night
Down in the bars, the girls are painted blue Done up in lace, done up in rubber The john's are jerky little G.I. Joe's On R&R from Cuba and Russia The smell of sex The smell of suicide All these things I just can't keep inside
Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night