Contact In Red Square Lyrics by Blondie
Album : Plastic Letters , The Platinum Collection
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Although I'm young I got a job to do
Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe
Call it a business trip
Got to hide inside my trench coat and be clever
I got my papers and a cyanide pill
My Polaroid's a taser in disguise
There's a base in the hills
And the wheat fields looks like Kansas in November

Astrovia, sweet comrade, your nation is your gun
Your love reads like the broken code you sent me
One last contact in red square, unless I have to run
And the long arms of the KGB detect me

Can't trust a soul, secret messenger
Just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain
And a cool .45. The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange

I.C.B.M. Bang! Bang! You're dead!
No one left to worry
Kiss me quick, now I have to hurry
Our last contact in red square, unless I have to run
And the long arms of the CIA detect me

Hey! Hey! Hey!
1 2 3 4   Although I'm young I got a job to do   Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe   Call it a business trip   Got to hide inside my trench coat and be clever   I got my papers and a cyanide pill   My Polaroid's a taser in disguise   There's a base in the hills   And the wheat fields looks like Kansas in November      Astrovia, sweet comrade, your nation is your gun   Your love reads like the broken code you sent me   One last contact in red square, unless I have to run   And the long arms of the KGB detect me      Can't trust a soul, secret messenger   Just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain   And a cool .45. The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange      I.C.B.M. Bang! Bang! You're dead!   No one left to worry   Kiss me quick, now I have to hurry   Our last contact in red square, unless I have to run   And the long arms of the CIA detect me      Hey! Hey! Hey!