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A click says you're connectedAnd a buzz says that you're heardFingers slide across a panelThey're recording every wordTry to talk about the weatherDon't say anything absurd'Cause their tapping the phone againInsane!Invitations from the KremlinInterference on the lineDial a friend to find some comfortStroke her nicely and she'll tell the time.And a voice checks in the distance,"Christ, it's nearly half past nine!" Tapping the phone againWhat a pain!Give away a little secretAnd it ends up in the fileNumbered EK5320In the archives for a whileThey're taking notes, flicking switchesSongtexteFeeding programs, reading dialsThey're tapping the phone againNice!And the bill lands on the doormatCalls to Moscow, calls to MarsYou'd call the cavalry to save youBut you can't afford the charge.Cut the wires! Axe the pylons! Such fun to sabotage. Attack your phone again.Take a cleaver to your receiver. Attack your phone. Take the pliers to the wires. Attack your phone. Attack attack attack attack attack Aus Songtexte Mania