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Artist: Biting Elbows
Canonical path: /biting-elbows/angleton
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Angleton
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Angleton
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I do believe that when I got betrayed
It was part of the trade
It was a little too much
When my story got going
I was breathing in the breeze
Keeping the commies down in Italy with ease
Some men never have a doubt
About what side they are
And how much they would sacrifice
When the guns are drawn
I’m talking about me
Talking about me
Talking about me
Angleton
They said, you’re gonna work in intelligence
They said, you’re gonna make it big
They said a lot of things
So I’ll co-found the CIA
My decisions can’t be swayed
I’m the smartest... In the room
But the room was empty
Always so empty
In it were only
My Rolodex and me
And I set up a network all over the globe
My biggest enemies
You’d think that I would know
Fire
Your head’s on fire
My piano wire
Is wrapping round your neck
Philby, your nerve has killed me
I got a steady dream of you
In cement
Philby was my good friend but
Then again, he was one of them
I realized that he was red
Half a moment before he fled
I still stand to defend my camp
I see Philby’s face on a postage stamp
Can’t plant a bomb in his car
His new home is the USSR
Failed to see the mole was close
Right under my nose
I was outsmarted by Brit
Who took my life and spoiled it
And Oh undeniably so
It’s not easy to explain but it’s possible
Fire
Your head’s on fire
My piano wire
Is wrapping round your neck
Philby, your nerve has killed me
I got a steady dream of you
In cement
Blown up on an intellectual claymore
Since that day
I believe I’ve made way more
I’ve kept my job but not my form, my form is full of
Fire
My head’s on fire
No piano wire
Will ever touch his neck
Philby, I wish you killed me
Instead of you did
It’s far worse than cement
Fire
My head’s on fire
No piano wire
Will ever touch his neck
Philby, I wish you killed me
Instead of you did
It’s far worse than cement
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