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Storm the Embassy

Stray Cats
1981-04-173:41 minSynced lyrics

"Storm the Embassy" is a song by Stray Cats, released in 1981 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:41 long and contains 36 lines and 242 words.

Lyrics

0:32Fifteen men taken captive in a hostile foreign land
0:38Scorchin' sun beaming down onto miles and miles of sand
0:43A Mideast country being ruled by a man who thinks it's fun
0:49To hold our people in return for a shah that's on the run
0:56I think it's funny
1:02Freedom takes money
1:05It's a heartache and it's hard luck
1:11Well that's tough sh*t man it's no fun
1:16Storm the Iranian embassy
1:19Before they start shooting down you and me
1:33Scores of suits in control of the diplomaticness
1:39While the nations of the world look on and can't care less
1:44The soviet union won't agree to an economic plan
1:50And then they laugh and march their troops into Afghanistan
2:07Orders from Moscow
2:13Invade Tehran now
2:16It's a heartache and it's hard luck
2:22Well that's tough sh*t man it's no fun
2:27Storm the Iranian embassy
2:30Before they start shooting at you and me hey
2:44A nation worries and reads the papers
2:47Hoping that no one has died
2:50Hearing rumors that the hostages
2:52Will soon be tried as spies
2:55Demonstrations on the street
2:58Saying that the end is near
3:00The man from the New York times on vacation
3:03Wants to know what's happened here
3:07Aggressive acts now
3:13We want the best now
3:18Fifteen moms crying
3:24Is my son dying
3:27It's a heartache and it's hard luck
3:32Well that's tough sh*t man it's no fun
3:38Storm the Iranian embassy
3:41Before they start shooting at you and me
Fifteen men taken captive in a hostile foreign land
Scorchin' sun beaming down onto miles and miles of sand
A Mideast country being ruled by a man who thinks it's fun
To hold our people in return for a shah that's on the run
I think it's funny
Freedom takes money
It's a heartache and it's hard luck
Well that's tough sh*t man it's no fun
Storm the Iranian embassy
Before they start shooting down you and me
Scores of suits in control of the diplomaticness
While the nations of the world look on and can't care less
The soviet union won't agree to an economic plan
And then they laugh and march their troops into Afghanistan
Orders from Moscow
Invade Tehran now
It's a heartache and it's hard luck
Well that's tough sh*t man it's no fun
Storm the Iranian embassy
Before they start shooting at you and me hey
A nation worries and reads the papers
Hoping that no one has died
Hearing rumors that the hostages
Will soon be tried as spies
Demonstrations on the street
Saying that the end is near
The man from the New York times on vacation
Wants to know what's happened here
Aggressive acts now
We want the best now
Fifteen moms crying
Is my son dying
It's a heartache and it's hard luck
Well that's tough sh*t man it's no fun
Storm the Iranian embassy
Before they start shooting at you and me

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