A click says you're connected
And a buzz says that you're heard
Fingers slide across a panel
They're recording every word
Try to talk about the weather
Don't say anything absurd
'Cause their tapping the phone again
Insane!
Invitations from the Kremlin
Interference on the line
Dial a friend to find some comfort
Stroke 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 again
What a pain!
Give away a little secret
And it ends up in the file
Numbered EK5320
In the archives for a while
They're taking notes, flicking switches
Feeding programs, reading dials
They're tapping the phone again
Nice!
And the bill lands on the doormat
Calls to Moscow, calls to Mars
You'd call the cavalry to save you
But 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