Commandos - Stage Dolls

Those stories spoken proud

Those stories spoken loud

'Round the fire in the night

Tales are told 'bout men that showed no fright

In the jungles of El Salvador

In the suburbs of Beirut

Through the underground of New York City

The whispers goes

Hot bad Commandos (Commandos)

Huntin' in the night

Hot bad Commandos

When the moment is right

The silence makes the sound

The darkness covers ground

Yeah, you pray for your life

Only visual is that cold, cold knife

Tell you it will happen overnight

Not a sound just a silent fight

Well, maybe you will never know

The whisper goes

Hot bad Commandos (Commandos)

Huntin' in the night

Hot bad Commandos

When the moment is right

Hot bad Commandos (Commandos)

Huntin' in the night

Hot bad Commandos

Fightin' in the night

Hot bad Commandos (Commandos)

Huntin' in the night

Hot bad Commandos