Stab You In The Back
(W Duncan & R Watson)
| Caesar reached the forum |
| Upon the fifteenth day |
| He did not heed the warning |
| Beware, beware |
| The purple robes were ready |
| Brutus and the pack |
| Keep the show for the status quo |
| And stab you in the back |
| It's the name of the game |
| It's the coward's attack |
| You won't hear a sound |
| Coming from behind to stab you in the back |
| Zinoviev sent a letter |
| The bear is by your side |
| The press were most obliging |
| To broadcast nationwide |
| But the letter was a forgery |
| To push you off the track |
| And send you down the rusty road |
| To stab you in the back |
| They said he was a madman |
| Just a crazy shade of red |
| He said ÒBut I'm the patsyÓ |
| So they shot him dead |
| No more Mister Bad Guy |
| No more Mister Jack |
| If they hear you shout they take you out |
| And stab you in the back |
| The miner's strike was bloody |
| And Peter was the friend |
| A brother to be trusted |
| Until the bitter end |
| But the blade he had been hiding |
| Was a blacker shade of black |
| He said ÒThanks for the MemoryÓ |
| And stabbed you in the back |
| So who will be next |
| When the dirty trickster tries? |
| Who's gonna be next |
| To feel their cheating lies? |
| They're hiding in the woodwork |
| And they'll put you on the rack |
| To manoeuvre for position |
© 2000 Kelvin Records