(Announcer: Speech)      "We'd like to help you," the consul said  "But there's nothing we can do."  "Well, you knew the risks when you took the job.  After all you're not a fool.  So don't call me, don't call me.  I just can't bend the rules.  Keep your chin up, I know it's tough.  Somehoe you'll get through."  It seems the Americans  Can bargain and rescue  But if you get caught  You're left to rot  Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon    [Chorus:]  Under a Beirut Moon  Sorry son, there's nothing we can do  Under a Beirut Moon  Different rules, we haven't got a clue    "We can't be seen to be giving in  To these terrorists you see.  If we talk with them it would mean the end  Of all that we hold dear.  So don't call me, don't call me  I'm doing all I can  Although it seems from where you sit  I don't give a damn."  Back home they'll remember you  In papers, on TV  Because when you're caught  You're left to rot  Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon    [Chorus repeat x2]    And though you dream of being free  There's not much hope that I can see  Under a Beirut, under a Beirut Moon    Now just today on the news I saw  A hostage walking free  He talked of how it came about  He gained his liberty  He said, don't give up, don't give up  Argue, beg and plead  Keep the pressure up, don't let it drop  Sometime you'll get free  He said the Americans  Would bargain and rescue  But when Brits get caught  They're left to rot  Under the Beirut, under the Beirut Moon    [Chorus repeat x2]