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The sleeper
Fleet St headlines shout in red
the eleventh hour. hold the front page
we have got the inside track
scoop! put all hacks flat on their backs
the phones all ringing off the wall
a melt down gripping all Whitehall
At MI5 they scratched their heads
how could we mitigate this mess
deflection and evasivness seemed best
there may be some collateral thats lost
and us the innocents that pay that cost
Sleepers like a fifth brigade
the man that sits next on the train
carrying a Lugar or a Smith and Wesson
just an encripted presence
In the grey they dodge and feint
double "0" question mark aint no saint
a sorboquet that has no past
smoke and mirrors balancing act
A machiavellian of deciet
breakcover and then dissapear
when the puppet then breaks free, untied
in the cold to be debriefed
the headlines on the Sunday Times
Where the lines of right and wrong
predudice that divide submerge
hold all the aces in your whip hand
be the man with the golden gun
copy a template of John McClane
Dark opps has opened pandoras box
where Hard and Die are never stumbling blocks
carries his own wig and gavil
decides just what is good, what is evil
a maveric or just a double cross
the eleventh hour. hold the front page
we have got the inside track
scoop! put all hacks flat on their backs
the phones all ringing off the wall
a melt down gripping all Whitehall
At MI5 they scratched their heads
how could we mitigate this mess
deflection and evasivness seemed best
there may be some collateral thats lost
and us the innocents that pay that cost
Sleepers like a fifth brigade
the man that sits next on the train
carrying a Lugar or a Smith and Wesson
just an encripted presence
In the grey they dodge and feint
double "0" question mark aint no saint
a sorboquet that has no past
smoke and mirrors balancing act
A machiavellian of deciet
breakcover and then dissapear
when the puppet then breaks free, untied
in the cold to be debriefed
the headlines on the Sunday Times
Where the lines of right and wrong
predudice that divide submerge
hold all the aces in your whip hand
be the man with the golden gun
copy a template of John McClane
Dark opps has opened pandoras box
where Hard and Die are never stumbling blocks
carries his own wig and gavil
decides just what is good, what is evil
a maveric or just a double cross
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