Clandestine People (Missing Persons)

Sweeping all the dirt under the rug Never let you know just what they're thinking of What they do behind closed doors hiding all the things that you've been waiting for Clandestine people you're so surreptitious Clandestine people you're so very suspicious All your vicious sneaking around Putting up a front so that the truth can't be found Someday soon you'll make a small slip And be forced out in the open 'spite of all your trips Where are all your secrets right now Curiously tucked beneath your furtive brow What is it you're trying to hide Someday it will eat you all up inside