Listen closely May

This phone may not be safe

I have been betrayed

And I must leave today

Where, I cannot say

Somewhere far away

Maybe to the States

Where no one knows my face

So May, take care of the kids

Tell them I love them

I'll send a few quid when I can

I know, this is no kind of life

But you've got to be strong

When you're a fugitive's wife

I'm calling from some booth

No, I can't come home

But this is not goodbye

I love you more than life

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Something isn't right

The streets are much too quiet

The shops all locked up tight

There's not one soul in sight

(chorus)

And May, they've got me in sight

There's a least twenty five

It's down to a fight or a flight