Undercover of the Night
Hear the screams of Center 42Loud enough to bust your brains outThe opposition`s tongue is cut in twoKeep off the street `cause you`re in danger
One hundred thousand disparusLost in the jails in South AmericaCuddle up babyCuddle up tightCuddle up babyKeep it all out of sightUndercoverKeep it all out of sightUndercover of the night
The sex police are out there on the streetsMake sure the pass laws are not brokenThe race militia has got itchy fingersAll the way from New York back to Africa
Cuddle up babyKeep it all out of sightCuddle up babySleep with all out of sightCuddle up babyKeep it all out of sightUndercoverUndercoverUndercoverKeep it all out of sightUndercover of the night
All the young men they`ve been rounded upAnd sent to camps back in the jungleAnd people whisper people double-talkAnd once proud fathers act so humbleAll the young girls they have got the bluesThey`re heading on back to Center 42
Keep it undercoverKeep it all out of sightKeep it undercoverKeep it all out of sightUndercoverKeep it all out of sightUndercoverKeep it all out of sightUndercover of the night
Down in the bars the girls are painted blueDone up in lace, done up in rubberThe John`s are jerky little G.I. Joe`sOn R&R from Cuba and RussiaThe smell of sex, the smell of suicideAll these things I can`t keep inside
UndercoverKeep it all out of sightUndercover of the night
Undercover of the nightUndercover of the night
UndercoverUndercoverUndercover of the night