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A fun and quirky song, an homage/parody of cold war spy movies. The two-minute thrill ride packs enough musical and lyrical twists to feel like a (mini) rock opera.
[Verse 1]
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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
[Verse 2]
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
[Bridge]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Outro]
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Contact in Red Square was written by Jimmy Destri.
Contact in Red Square was produced by Richard Gottehrer.