The Mad Flight - Stolen Alphabets Lyrics
So thought I all aloud, yet not aloneYou’d call it camouflage, dead telephone“O no I never mind your coming round”You are a master spy; I read you rightYour files are classified nigh every nightSome sundried shibboleth I’ll never knowNo gun-shy fricative might save her nowO no I never mind your coming roundWe’re gonna take a while, we’ll hunker downWith all our little lettersIn metal cabinetsAnd all our little lettersStolen alphabetsWould bring you up on charges in The Hague“We’re in the bunker now!” Remember this.“We’re never coming out!” We never did.We’re never coming out!We’re never coming out!