Disaster - The Besnard Lakes

When you get up in the afternoon

But you’re not at home

You’re out there alone

So I’ve called to capture devices for spies with vices

Generals have fought for spies like you

Our lady with secrets written all over her body

But I’ve heard you lie

I’ve read your file

You knew to gather your life’s work and shred it to pieces

Baby come on, baby come on, baby come on

Baby baby won’t you come on

Baby come on, baby come on, baby come on

I think there’s someone here to see you

You’ve got disaster on your mind

They see the secrets in your eyes

They’ve got disaster on their minds

If they were to find you on their side

Baby come on

Disaster on your mind