Undercover Of The Night (Live)

Hear the screams of Center 42 Loud enough to bust your brains out But the opposition's tongue is cut in two Keep off the street 'cause you're in danger One hundred thousand disparus Lost in the jails in South America Cuddle up, baby Cuddle up tight Cuddle up, baby Keep it all out of sight Cuddle up, baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night The sex police are out there on the streets Make sure the pass laws are not broken And the race militia, they got itchy fingers All the way from New York back to Africa Cuddle up, baby Cuddle up tight Cuddle up, baby Keep it all out of sight Cuddle up, baby Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night And all the young men, they've been rounded up And sent to camps back in the jungle And people whisper, people double-talk And once proud fathers act so humble All the young girls, they have got the blues They all are strolling back to Center 42 Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night Down the streets, the girls are painted blue Done up in lace, done up in rubber The Johns are jerky little G.I. Joes On R&R from Cuba and Russia The smell of sex, the smell of suicide All these dream things, I won't keep inside Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover Keep it all out of sight Undercover of the night