Your Cover Is Blown

YOUR COVERS BLOWN LET THE STORY UNFOLD
THIS IS GOING NOWHERE PLUNGE IN THE DEEP
CEPT ROUND AND ROUND YOU WONT FIND ME
GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN
YOU'LL FIND MORE SENSE STRIPPED TO THE CORE
IN THE LOST AND FOUND GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN
THE GAMES UP THE GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN
THE GAMES UP CHEAT TO THE BEAT
YOUR COVERS BLOWN GIVE YOU WHITE HEAT
ON THE BACKSEAT
HORSES HOOVES A POUNDIN' YOUR COVERS BLOWN
IN MY HEAD--GAMES UP THE GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN THE GAMES UP

TALK IS CHEAP TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN
YOUR STORY'S TOLD YOU DRAG YOUR FEET
THE BREATH OF LIFE OUT OF HER BED
NO MORE PAIN THE LOVE SEAT
IN A RED DRESS
BACK TO THE FLAME IN THE SEARING HEAT
IN THE COOL OF THE DAY IN THE BLACK SHOES
BURN THE ASHES IN THE RED SEAT
BACK TO DUST WITH THE BLACK HAT
YOUR COVERS BLOWN
SHES SITTING ON THE EJECTION SEAT
BREAK AWAY BEHIND THE BARBED WIRE
FROM HER LIES MILITARY POLICE PNEUMATIC TYRES
RIP IT UP BURST INTO FLAME SHES A TOWN CRIER
PULL TOGETHER
TEAR IT UP HES A YOUNG BLOOD THE GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN HES FOR HIRE THE GAMES UP

TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN THE GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN YOUR COVERS BLOWN
THE GAMES UP

FIND YOUR TRUTH DOWN THE BARREL OF A GUN
YOUR COVERS BLOWN YOUR COVERS BLOWN
THE GAMES UP
YOUR COVERS BLOWN YOUR COVERS BLOWN
THE GAMES UP YOUR COVERS BLOWN

Music by Paul Rudolph and Alan Davey. Lyrics and melodies by Lucas Fox, adapted by Paul Rudolph.