Storm The Embassy Lyrics - Stray Cats

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 shit, man, it's no fun 

Storm the Iranian embassy 

Before they start shooting down you and me 

Scores of suits in control of the diplomatic-ness 

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 shit, 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 shit, man, it's no fun 

Storm the Iranian embassy 

Before they start shooting at you and me