Sleeper Cell song lyrics: Terrorist spy accent, neighbors rumors suspicions, bomber paranoia.  MickTerry.com

Sleeper Cell song lyrics: Terrorist spy accent, neighbors rumors suspicions, bomber paranoia.  MICK TERRY
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( Terrorist sleeper cell song lyrics )
SLEEPER CELL
Copyright © 2006 - MickTerry.com

He never seemed to say too much.
He had such sleepy eyes.
It could be that his strong accent got in the way.
He wasn't big on human touch. He could have been a spy.
At least, that's what the neighbors' rumors would say.

He dressed just like the rest of us,
no turbans, scarves or robes.
No clothes that would draw attention to himself.
But he sure did not engender trust
by keeping cold & closed.
Suspicions don't get easily- dispelled.

    SLEEPER CELL, in place before they're needed.
    SLEEPER CELL, all the plotting, planning and more,
    SLEEPER CELL, the warnings went unheeded.
    They just slipped right in through our back door.

When bombings hit the other towns,
we knew it wouldn't be long
'til the man within our midst was set to work.
We told the FBI we'd found someone who seemed all wrong.
They burst in hoping to find his handiwork.

    CHORUS

        Terrorist, terrorist, who's got the bomber?
        We've got paranoia on the brain.
        Terrorist, terrorist, they all look like Osama
        when you've got fear fanning the flame.

But what they found was evidence of someone so alone,
paralyzed by fear he barely ventured outside.
A stranger in a stranger land that he, like us, called home.
And now his fears have all been verified.

    CHORUS

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To other terrorism song lyrics:   COPYCAT, COPYCAT
BIN LADEN, BIN LADEN
LITTLE TIMMY (McVEIGH)
NORTON ANTI-TERRORIST
HEY! YOU TALKING TO ME?
MY NAME IS ALBERT KYDAH
SADDAMI, SADDAMI, BALONEY
I GOT PROBLEM WITH AMERICA
IF WE'RE GOING DOWN (FLIGHT 93)
SECURITY STRIP-SEARCHED GRANNY
RUNNING OUT OF VIRGINS IN HEAVEN
TERRORISTS DON'T TAKE A VACATION
THE DAY THE WORLD STOOD STILL (9-11)
OOPS, WE BOMBED THE WRONG COUNTRY
SUICIDE BOMBERS (CAN'T BE ALL THAT BRIGHT)
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