UNDERCOVER OF THE NIGHT

The Rolling Stones



Hear the screams of Centre Forty-Two

Loud enough to burst your brains out

The opposition's tongue is cut in two

Keep off the street cause you're in danger

Four-hundred thousand dispares

Lost in the jails in South America



Cuddle up baby

Cuddle up tight

Cuddle up baby

Keep it all out of sight

Undercover

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

The Race Militia it's got itchy fingers

All the way from New York back to Africa



Cuddle up baby

Keep it all out of sight

Cuddle up baby

Keep it all out of sight

Cuddle up baby

Keep it all out of sight

Undercover, undercover, undercover

Keep it all out of sight

Undercover of the night



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're heading all back to Centre Forty-Two



Undercover

Keep it all out of sight

Undercover

All out of sight

Undercover

All out of sight

Undercover

Keep it all out of sight

Undercover of the night



Down in the bars the girls are painted blue

done up in lace done up in rubber

The Johns are jerky G.I. Joes

On R&R from Cuba and Russia

The smell of sex

The smell of suicide

All these great things I can't keep inside



Undercover

Keep it all out of sight

Undercover of the night



Undercover of the night

Undercover of the night