Hear the screams of Centre Forty-Two
Loud enough to burst your brains out
The opposition’s tongue is cut in two
Keep off the street cause you’re in danger
Four-hundred thousand dispares
Lost in the jails in South America
Cuddle up baby
Cuddle up tight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night
The sex police are out there on the streets
Make sure the Pass Laws are not broken
The Race Militia it’s got itchy fingers
All the way from New York back to Africa
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Cuddle up baby
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover, undercover, undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night