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

Clandestine people you're so surreptitious,
clandestine people you're so very suspicious (x4)

clandestine people, (x3)
surreptitious