Eyes Only
And the safe house was safe
And our words were Eyes Only
And the brush pass had been made
And our hearts were pounding
And the window shone white silver
And the other window didn’t
And we rattled the bed frame in code
And the message was top secret
When is a safe house safe?
When there’s nobody from CIA in it
That’s what the Security guy told us
Which I guess implies
It was a safe safe house
’Cause our two bodies worked for State Department
… And oh yes, this poem is indeed encrypted
Only one other agent could possibly decipher it
Think you know its meaning?
Well then, maybe you’re that agent
In which case you also know
That the brush pass had been made
And the street would soon be quiet
And the window shone white silver
And the other window didn’t
And regimes would fall
Because of this covert action
And the safe house was safe
And our words were Eyes Only
Horror Sleaze Trash 