Lyrics Slapp Happy - Casablanca Moon

He used to wear fedoras
Now he sports a fez
There's cabalistic innuendoes
In everything he sez
Sucking at a cigarette
Picking up a thread
Underneath the Casablanca Moon

He lurks behind a paper
In the shadow of a mosque
He can't count all the continents he's crossed
Trailing party-member leaving
Footprints in the frost
Underneath the Acnalbasac Noom

His cover was broken somewhere in Hoboken -
the man said his Case was lost.
He was sent to the Orient, a
Double agent double crossed.

There's a cocaine stain on his mustache
The pieces of his puzzle just don't join.
People in high places want to stamp his
Many faces on a trans-caucasian coin.

He'd better watch his steps 'cos sooner or
Later they'll find his headless body in
A ventilator.

Lines of sweat like tinsel starts to smart his eyes.
Neurosis seeps like semen through the cracks in his disguise.
In a dark bordello cracked a mirror with his cries
Underneath the Casablanca Moon.

Yesterday evening he finally lost his mind,
The walls fell in & all mankind
Was standing before him all raising their hands
In a significant gesture which hi didn't understand.