Jack, he don’t chill
He's popped too many pills
Says he's gonna set all the people free
Jane's much the same
She's never played the game
They used to like to keep [bad word] 
They never could stand still
Always up on that hill
Said they oughta check out the territory,
'Cos, see, the word was out,
There was no doubt about it,
Undercover men on every corner of their property.
But Jack, he just took Jane by the hand
He said, [bad word] on over here a while, honey
'Cos tonight I'm gonna take you right back
You remember that night
We used to feel so fine.’

The night we nearly got busted
Got down on our knees
The night we nearly got busted
It was the Lord who set us free.

(We nearly got busted, but me and Larry Love, we're jes too [bad word] slick)

Well Jane, all those thrills
They started to spill out all over
She said she could, she could hear them talking in the hall
Jack just used to fill up that broken cup
He swore he saw 'em
looking through the holes in the motel wall.

But he said: ‘Hey, baby, we got time to kill
Eat another [bad word] pill
I'm gonna check out the [bad word] 'Cos I believe our ship [bad word]  in tonight
And I feel so fine
I’m gonna spin out another tale of sweet testimony [bad word] on over here, [bad word] on over here, baby
I'm gonna take you by the hand to the Promised Land
'Cos remember that night? 
You used to feel so fine.
You used to feel so fine.’

The night we nearly got busted
Got down on our knees
The night we nearly got busted
It was the Lord who set us free.

We can't wait, can't hesitate, they're picking the padlocks at the gate
Smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence
Are smiling, giving the eye
Checking out our fingerprint files 
Inquiries, digging in our diaries,
The [bad word] been a-messin' with the phoneline.