See You In Prague (3:44)
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words & music by Davitt Siegerson & Richie Zito
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ⓒ 1985 Almo Music Corp./Sixty-Ninth Street Music
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I took a train to the Berlin station.
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Rendez vous with a Paraguayan agent.
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He had the film, I had the vault-key.
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I checked the stills, that’s when he caught me.
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A sudden blow from behind.
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A perfumed note saying,
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Better luck next time.
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We met again at a Turkish bath in Turkey.
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On the trail of a smacked-out Iraqi.
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He had the name of a dame from the K.G.B.
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Who knew that you were doing some work for me.
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You scrubbed his back, I bugged the tub.
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He spilled the beans and you pulled the plug.
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“See you in Prague, my love,” she said.
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“See you in Prague, we’ll go to bed,
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And then we’ll disappear into the fog,
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See you in Prague.”
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On the run from the Cuban secret service
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Major Cruz was a man with a purpose.
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He ran me down to a hotel in Geneva.
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You checked in he was poised with a cleaver.
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One little job his eyes rolled back.
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Curare looked just like a heart attack.
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“See you in Prague, my love,” she said.
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“See you in Prague, we’ll go to bed,
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And then we’ll disappear into the fog,
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See you in Prague.”
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You have this habit of turning up
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In Budapest, Suez, Nicaragua.
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“See you in Prague, my love,” she said.
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“See you in Prague, we’ll go to bed,
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And then we’ll disappear into the fog,
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See you in Prague.”
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See You in Prague
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| Graham Nash |
