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Mamma’s makin’ mimeos
Pete’s on the stereo
Singin’ ’bout freedom
Bugs in the bedroom
Big investigation
Danger to the nation
Search and seizure
Better buy a lawyer
„We know you’re a member, saw you under cover
Are you hiding evidence?” None o’ this makes any sense
They called the FBI (FBI), I had to disappear
Called the T-men, G-men, see you at the scene, men
Told ’em I was hidin’ here
They could fingerprint my heart, I knew it from the start
Ain’t no place for a face to hide from God and the FBI
Commies, Pinkos, Reds at the windows
Foreign agitators runnin’ elevators
J. Edgar Hoover in a pink tutu
Investigatin’ anyone who thinks like a-you
Welcome to the fifties, you look a little shifty
They called the FBI (FBI), I had to disappear
They called the T-men, G-men, bein’ at the scene, men
Told ’em I was hiding here
They could fingerprint my heart, I knew it from the start
Ain’t no hole for a soul to hide from God and the FBI
(Ha, ha, ha.)
Stay flat, don’t rat
What’s a Proletariat? Stalin was a Democrat
Washington is where it’s at!
Every politician is a sewer of ambition
Hide me, hide you, better hide the baby too
„We demand an interview. How long have you been a Jew?
We can make you testify, freedom is no alibi.”
They called the FBI (FBI), I had to disappear
They called the T-men, G-men, see you at the scene, men
Told ’em I was hiding here
They could fingerprint my heart, I knew it from the start
Ain’t no place for a face to hide from God and the FBI
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