Black Ops Symphony

Here they come

Shadowy figures in the afternoon light

Watching the corners, keeping out of sight No badge on the jacket,

no name on the file They step from the sedan with a

quiet smile (shhh)

Flash of the silver,

clearing your mind

Leaving the questions and secrets behind

The men in black,

walking in stride

Guardians of the truth they hide (yeah) No history books,

no paper trail Behind the dark shades,

under the veil

Monitoring signals from a distant star We know who you are,

we know where you are Just a glitch in the radar,

a trick of the eye A shooting star passing across the night

sky

We

are the rumors, the whispers,

the myth

The agency nobody ever works with (remember

that)

The men in black,

walking in stride

Guardians of the truth they hide

No history books, no paper trail Behind the dark shades,

under the veil

Just a flash of light...

And you're gone (click)