[00:00.00] 作词 : Blegvad, Moore
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Moore/Blegvad
[00:17.72]He used to wear fedoras
[00:19.66]Now he sports a fez
[00:20.83]There's cabalistic innuendoes
[00:23.34]In everything he says
[00:25.52]Sucking at a cigarette
[00:27.13]Picking up a thread
[00:29.42]Underneath the Casablanca Moon
[00:33.07]He lurks behind a paper
[00:34.93]In the shadow of a mosque
[00:37.20]He can't count all the continents
[00:39.92]He's crossed
[00:41.16]Trailing party-members leaving
[00:43.21]Footprints in the frost
[00:44.74]Underneath the Acnalbasac Moom
[00:48.87]His cover was broken somewhere
[00:51.44]In Hoboken the man said his
[00:54.09]Case was lost
[00:56.07]He was sent to the Orient
[00:59.94]A double agent double crossed
[01:03.39]There's a ****ing stain on his moustache
[01:07.30]The pieces of his puzzle just don't join
[01:11.48]People in high places want to stamp his
[01:14.09]Many faces on a trans-caucasian coin
[01:18.82]He'd better watch his step 'cause sooner or
[01:21.62]Later they'll find his headless body in
[01:24.24]A ventilator
[01:29.83]Lines of sweat like tinsel start to smart his eyes
[01:33.43]Neurosis seeps like cement through the cracks in his disguise
[01:37.20]In a dark bordello he cracked a mirror with his cries
[01:41.18]Underneath the Casablanca Moon
[01:44.90]Yesterday evening he finally lost his mind
[01:48.49]The walls fell in all mankind
[01:52.42]Was standing before him all raising their hands
[01:55.55]In a significant gesture which he didn't understand
[01:59.95]His cover was broken somewhere
[02:02.54]In Hoboken the man said his
[02:05.13]Case was lost
[02:07.36]He was sent to the Orient
[02:10.94]A double agent double crossed
[02:14.74]He used to wear fedoras
[02:16.65]Now he sports a fez
[02:18.60]There's cabalistic innuendoes
[02:20.49]In everything he says
[02:22.22]Sucking at a cigarette
[02:24.00]Picking up a thread
[02:26.10]Underneath the Casablanca Moon
[02:29.91]He'd better watch his step 'cause sooner or
[02:32.77]Later they'll find his headless body in
[02:35.70]A ventilator

作词 : Blegvad, Moore
作曲 : Moore/Blegvad
He used to wear fedoras
Now he sports a fez
There's cabalistic innuendoes
In everything he says
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-members leaving
Footprints in the frost
Underneath the Acnalbasac Moom
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 ****ing stain on his moustache
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 step 'cause sooner or
Later they'll find his headless body in
A ventilator
Lines of sweat like tinsel start to smart his eyes
Neurosis seeps like cement through the cracks in his disguise
In a dark bordello he 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 he didn't understand
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
He used to wear fedoras
Now he sports a fez
There's cabalistic innuendoes
In everything he says
Sucking at a cigarette
Picking up a thread
Underneath the Casablanca Moon
He'd better watch his step 'cause sooner or
Later they'll find his headless body in
A ventilator