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The Decemberists - The Bagman's Gambit lyrics
On the lam from the law on the steps of the capitol you shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o'clock and I saw momentarily they flashed a photograph, it couldn't be you you'd been abused so horribly but you were there in some anonymous room and I recall that fall I was working for the government and in a bathroom stall off the National Mall how we kissed so sweetly how could I refuse a favor or two for a trist in the greenery I gave you documents and microfilm, too And from my ten floor tenement where once our bodies lay how I long to hear you say no, they'll never catch me now no, they'll never catch me no, they cannot catch me now we will escape somehow somehow It was late one night I was awoken by the telephone I heard a strangled cry on the end of the line purloined in Petrograd they were suspicious of where your loyalties lay so I paid off a bureaucrat to convince your captors they're to secret you away And at the gate of the embassy our hands met through the bars as your whisper stilled my heart no, they'll never catch me now no, they'll never catch me no, they cannot catch me now we will escape somehow somehow And I dreamt one night you were there in fours head held high in uniform It was ten years on when you resurfaced in a motorcar with the wave of an arm you were there and gone |
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