Black ops
Black ops
A holiday for secret cops

Black ops
Black ops
Dropping presents from the helicopter


It's been a long year
We've been so far from home

Too many people here
Here come the drones
We take the best of it

And make a mess of it
Ripping up some lawn
And then we're gone


Black sites
Black sites

A thousand miles from day or night
Black sites
Black sites

The story will remain unwritten

Before we make you gone

You'd best be running on
Stick to the music, child
Don't get us riled

Hey, there's a spot we missed
I see a Communist
And there's another one

And his dumb son

Black ops

Black ops
Little vials filled with knock-out drops
Black ops

Black ops
Maybe leave you in your old gym locker


A thousand miles from day or night

A story told before rewriting

There's a passport here
But it could disappear
Tarmac to landing pad

Don't look so sad
We fly to Amsterdam
And in a little bit

We'll sing our special song
And this is it


You'll be standing when the music stops

We're not worrying about the optics