Camouflage All of your lies giddy gadabout Appearances Slickin' your tongue in and out of doubt Everything is so complete, the world is at your feet Espionage, nothing new Subterfuge Gettin' real gone real quick's a bore Without shoes One or two nights on a different floor Mother is a little vexed, at your homey neglect Espionage, Aryan sex You're gonna be well known For just a little while You're gonna be outgrown To go, a little while To go, a little while Stipulate Twenty-four hours in every year Yeah it's great Out in the yard barks a trumpeteer Say you had a way with words that got away with you Espionage says you're through