Clandestine People
Sweeping all the dirt under the rug
Never let you know just what theyre thinking of
What they do behind closed doors
Hiding all the things that youve been waiting for
Clandestine people youre so surreptitious
Clandestine people youre so very suspicious
All your vicious sneaking around
Putting up a front so that the truth cant be found
Someday soon youll make a small slip
And be forced out in the open spite of all your trips
Where are all your secrets right now
Curiously tucked beneath your furtive brow
What is it youre trying to hide
Someday it will eat you all up inside