Lyrics:

Our Agent In Rome, A Cafe Rendezvous
the Seat Is Soon Taken, Contact Is Made,
surveyed By Another Whose Secret Is Safe

whose Side Are You On
whose Side Are You On

the Courier Falls, The Coffee Was Drugged,
the Waiter Makes Off With The Microdot.
you Don't Have To Believe To Play That Double Cross,
spying For The Side That Pays The Most.

whose Side Are You On

who's That Someone On The Inside, An Undercover Mole
too Late To Use A Lie Detector, Now Some Heads Will Roll.