Roger DaltreyTreachery

(Steve Swindells) Now he's a double agent playing espionage Now he's a trouble maker with his playing cards Up in the briefing room they plan there strategies But he works on his own he's living dangerously Hear them walking Pacing floors and climbing up the walls Hear them talking Telling lies on Transatlantic calls. Treachery It's hanging in the cloud Treachery It's hiding in the crowd People walk along the while with sensitivity Some whisper in the wings of a conspiracy Some like to keep there distance and identity But always walk alone with some uncertainty See them filing Information Covering there tracks See them smiling Admiration With knives behind their backs Treachery It's hanging in the cloud Treachery It's hiding in the crowd Treachery Treachery Treachery It's hanging in the clouds. Treachery Treachery Treachery It's hanging in the clouds.
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