hands up
he said 
if you move a little bit you're dead 

I want the melody that you were about to get

tonight 
they win 
I'm in a cellar and I have to stay in

I have to write a song whether it's right or wrong 

here comes the young reporter
in his overcoat 
I'm on the tape recorder 
in his motorboat 
is he coming in time for me 

click clack 
turn the key 
they came back to transport
I'll get used to music mystery 

black car
dark street 
red light
high speed
the rope is tight around my hands and feet 

too late
it's done
I'm on a record and I'll have to stay on 
it's on the playlist with a little luck it's number one


(c) tekst en muziek: Henk Hofstede