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Contact in Red Square Lyrics

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 trenchcoat 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 perfumed note 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
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!
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spliphstar On Apr 15, 2002
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I like this song alot.. Wish someone would post what it's about =)

@Leeps Well my dear, it's all about ....

TICK TICK TICK wait for it now

Donald John Trump and his nefarious collusion with ...

RUSSIA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I love this song! It seems pretty straight forward I think. Maybe 2 cold war era spys one from the US and one from the USSR and they're in love and they're seeing each other for the last time in Red Square. One doesn't want to be detected by the KGB and the other doesn't want to get caught by the CIA.

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(subject of song takes a long drag of Black Russian Sobranie. Exhales into screen. Long pan-out to nocturnal Moscow skyline. Cut back to protagonist who speaks to surveillance camera:)

"Hack, hack... (a cyber-cough) Kremlin's gremlins, rootin' for Putin, play algorithm n'blues. Their media-bots crank out fake news (death-toll Chicago) or was it lake views (Mar-a-Lago) while the democrat moonbats take cheap shots -- not Stolichnaya, but Maxine's unclean waters dribbling on Trump and Mother Russia's daughters. Turn on your alt-right nightlight to dispel the New Left Daydream until the evil click-baiting Hillary-Hating KGB turn on the hi-beams. Gotcha ! GOTCHA ! Now dance the Kamchatka... or is maybe hevink other name that Kossack dance? I ask Natasha."

PS: never heard the Blondie song ☺

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(subject of song takes a long drag of Black Russian Sobranie. Exhales into screen. Long pan-out to nocturnal Moscow skyline. Cut back to protagonist who speaks to surveillance camera:)

"Hack, hack... (a cyber-cough) Kremlin's gremlins, rootin' for Putin, play algorithm n'blues. Their media-bots crank out fake news (death-toll Chicago) or was it lake views (Mar-a-Lago) while the democrat moonbats take cheap shots -- not Stolichnaya, but Maxine's unclean waters dribbling on Trump and Mother Russia's daughters. Turn on your alt-right nightlight to dispel the New Left Daydream until the evil click-baiting Hillary-Hating KGB turn on the hi-beams. Gotcha ! GOTCHA ! Now dance the Kamchatka... or is maybe hevink other name that Kossack dance? I ask Natasha."

PS: never heard the Blondie song ☺

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