The Friends Of Mr Cairo Lyrics - The Friends Of Mr. Cairo - Jon And Vangelis

She came, as in the book, Mickey Spillane 

That Saturday night dark masquerade 

Had filled his friend with lead, 

The same, sweetheart but then 

As nothing happens quite the same 

Investigation is the game 

He had to check her story right away, he dead 

Sam Space, his buddy Archer, first to go, he got it 

She spelt it out, how could they know? 

The 'Fatman' got it, he dead 

Her sister didn't really live at all 

Confusion, he dead 

His chase led to the Fatman 

To face the friends of Mr. Cairo 

That night, the double crosser got it right 

Pretending he was really dim 

He slipped to Sam a double gin 

Mickey Finn 

He woke, the boys had gone but not his gun 

They'd left a note to lead him on 

The chase to find the Maltese Falcon, you bet 

Early thirties gangster movies 

Set to spellbind population 

From Chicago to Hong Kong 

Via Istanbul the Talking Tong 

Dirty rats through prohibition 

Money flowed through gangsterism 

Acting out his fantasy in Hollywood's vicinity 

The best part for the best rendition 

Al Capone he sent to prison 

Citizen Kane came fast and quickly conquerin' 

Ol' New York City 

Poking fun at superstition, media became television 

Give me Cagney any day or Jimmy Stewart for President 

Or Edward 'G' and all those guys 

Who always shoot between the eyes 

Between the eyes, between the eyes 

Father love, do you work, do you work for Mother? 

Chances could call and except that, be no other 

Science as it might, disappear correspond with color 

Chance is the fruit will outlive what is now the brother 

Call for total wealth to distribute like a picture 

In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you 

Spoil our existence by extreme gift to population 

Father love do you work, do you work for Mother? 

Tell me straight, be the Godfather, be no other 

Media Kings give us now give us total movie 

Now being here, being now, being here believing 

One on one to talk to you 

Like film stars they get close to you 

You've mirrored his appeal 

He wants you so, he wants to be beside you 

Then you pass by giving him the other side of you 

Like the mystics do 

So that every time he moves, he moves for you 

Soul and light can always see the melting of true love and she 

This silent night and I, I guess a lonely mind might see 

I've seen love on the screen 

I've seen a screen goddesses and me-oh 

How often this, how often, this the power of you 

And so, I must confess whatever I see 

I'm meant to be there with you 

With you with you With you, with you 

Silent golden movies, talkies, Technicolor, long ago 

My younger ways stand clearer, clearer than my footprints 

Stardom greats I've followed closely 

Closer than the nearest heartbeat 

Longer that expected, there were great 

Oh love, oh love, just to see them 

Acting on the silver screen, oh my 

Clark Gable, Fairbanks, Maureen O'Sullivan 

Fantasy would fill my life and I love fantasy so much 

Did you see in the morning light? 

I really talked, yes, I did, to Gods early dawning light 

And I was privileged to be as I am to this day 

To be with you, to be with you