The Spook Manifesto Songtext
von Luke Haines
The Spook Manifesto Songtext
For Casanova, sex was quite impossible
When he first met Saint Germain
Some people call me General Weldon, Prince Rakovsky
You can call me Doctor Strange
Rebbecca, Rebbecca, put me on the other line now
Ah, Lucy, I won′t tell you again
Spend your money, drink your wine, smoke a cigarette
I've been listening to spooks again, spooked again, spooked again
(Spooked, spooked, spooked)
Now if anybody needs to find me
I′m in the pre-chemical age
I can be anywhere at anytime now
I'm the Count de Saint Germain
Rebbecca, Rebbecca, put me on the other line now
Lucy, I've got a message for Doctor Strange
This is the Angel of Death looking over your shoulder
I′ve been listening to spooks again, spooked again, spooked again
He′s got one eye, one eye on a Victorian family Bible
And he's starring at the tattoos on my face
Don′t underestimate the power of denial
Don't underestimate Saint Germain
Rebbecca, Rebbecca, put me on the other line now
Lucy, I won′t tell you again, tell Doctor Strange
It's the angel of death looking over his shoulder
Come to spook that loser Haines, spooked again, spooked again
When he first met Saint Germain
Some people call me General Weldon, Prince Rakovsky
You can call me Doctor Strange
Rebbecca, Rebbecca, put me on the other line now
Ah, Lucy, I won′t tell you again
Spend your money, drink your wine, smoke a cigarette
I've been listening to spooks again, spooked again, spooked again
(Spooked, spooked, spooked)
Now if anybody needs to find me
I′m in the pre-chemical age
I can be anywhere at anytime now
I'm the Count de Saint Germain
Rebbecca, Rebbecca, put me on the other line now
Lucy, I've got a message for Doctor Strange
This is the Angel of Death looking over your shoulder
I′ve been listening to spooks again, spooked again, spooked again
He′s got one eye, one eye on a Victorian family Bible
And he's starring at the tattoos on my face
Don′t underestimate the power of denial
Don't underestimate Saint Germain
Rebbecca, Rebbecca, put me on the other line now
Lucy, I won′t tell you again, tell Doctor Strange
It's the angel of death looking over his shoulder
Come to spook that loser Haines, spooked again, spooked again
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