Blondie - Contact in Red Square lyrics

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
Circuit's in your brain
And a cool 45 the wind is
Ice and foreign air tastes strange

ICBM 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!