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The G-men ... Victims
© by The G-men (see also the legal notice). For personal use only.
*** Victims ***
We've all got secrets we've got something to hide,
Those cold dark deeds, and those little lies,
If everyone knew of all the things that we'd done,
We'd all end up on the front page of the sun.
(Chorus):
For it's the language of guilt that the tabloid man tells,
I think it's time that we think for ourselves,
'Cause crippled by anger and wishes of flight,
The cries of the victims call long through the night.
What would life be to be a fly on the wall,
It wouldn't take very long 'till you'd seen it all,
Anger and pain and so much heartache in vain,
And then you'd realize that we're all the same.
An honorable gentleman sat safely at home,
Unaware that there's a bug on the phone,
And every time he make a telephone call,
The hidden tape machine's switched to record,
(Chorus)
A slight indiscretion caused by Mr. McGinn,
Than the media turns the spot light on him,
Friends turn their back and the society frowns,
He had to sell his house and move out of town
(Chorus)
Are we the offenders or are we the victims,
Are we the offenders or are we the victims,
Are we the offenders or are we the victims,
Are we the offenders or are we the victims
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