Orange Dust


Branko Burin, Dusko Popov

Never stood a single chance

When the orange dust lifted

The world was in a secret trance


They never thought that they would hear it

The legendary code

Cosmic Top Secret Nuclear

Soon the world would explode


Agents in their best disguise

Only the devil could see through

The cloak and dagger set routine

Of which nothing was true


The vitriolic smiles

That followed in the aftermath

Were only surpassed by

The level of their wrath