Contact In Red Square

capo II intro James Bond theme:  |: 52 10 52 53 10 53 54 10 54 53 53 10 53 :| (52=A string second fret etc.) Although I’m young I got a job to do. Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe. Call it a business trip. Got to hide inside my trenchcoat and be clever.          I got my papers and a cyanide pill. My polaroid’s a taser in disguise. There’s a base-in-the-hills and the wheat fields look like Kansas in November.        Astrovia sweet comrade your nation is your gun. Your love reads like the broken code you sent me.   One last contact in red square unless I have to run and the long arms of the K.G.B. detect me.                    Can’t trust a soul secret messenger   just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain   and a cool .45. The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange.            I.C.B.M.*  Bang! Bang! You’re dead! No one left to worry. Kiss me quick now I have to hurry. Our last contact in red square unless I have to run   and the long arms of the C.I.A. detect me.                     Hey!           Hey!    Hey!   ()         *Intercontinental Ballistic Missile