Assassins everywhere in your face and all in your hair
looking around with glass eyes adding substance to their proud lies
Assassins under the bed softly whispering in your head
Putting your mind in a spin would it be a sin not to grin
Come out to play live for today time in the hideout is wasted away
When the Assassin is ready for fun see how he quietly sharpens his gun
Then they will flee as the dust slowly rises to choke
Watch the red heat moving in closely followed by smoke
Rally the free market forces and march to our aid
Dossers & Debutantes clamour to join the parade
Cool & discreet wise to the street takes in the scene without pause or repeat
When the Assassin is ready for fun see how he quietly sharpens his gun
Come out to play what can we say only the new ones get carried away
Now the Assassin is ready for fun see how he quietly sharpens his gun...