Now here’s a soulful moleful beat, it’s Rappin’ Mole so move your feet
Belgrano sunk and hundreds died, the government just sat back and lied
There was a man called Clive Ponting who didn’t like that awful t’ing
So he told his tale to a sharp MP and he won a famous victory!

I’m Rapping Mike from Leaky Hole, the scourge of the Tory press
Got a secret code on an angry road to an underground address
I’m a real cool cat with a photostat of a secret document
And when I leak it brings a shriek from the fruit bat government
Cos I’m Rapping Mole from Leaky Hole
And I’m driving the politicians up the pole
Belgrano or the missile bases, ministers all get red faces
At my desk behind the scenes I bin the lies and spill the beans
With a rap, rap, rap, I cut the crap and tell my tales to magazines
Kim Philby taught me all knew - he showed me how it’s done
And Tony Blunt’s a clever bloke - he really had some fun
Us funky moles get everywhere - this cat can surely rock it
And I’ve got my funky 'KGB cheque' stuffed in my back pocket
My eyes are sharp, my member huge - I’m the hip hop priest of subterfuge
This mole’s got soul he knows his role, this mole’s got style he makes you smile
The Sieve-all Service is named well, it’s like a sieve, it leaks like hell
So bang bang bang come join the gang let’s freak and leak and do our thang
Don’t worry Mr Minister, don’t freak and make a fuss
Just leave your file with a happy smile - your secret’s safe with us
Oh naughty Mr Minister this cover-up won’t do
Your wife mistress and hamster would all be ashamed of you
So creep creep creep while the world’s asleep to the photostat machine
And then your lies are on their way to a left-wing magazine
And the fruit bats are among the pigeons that’s for sure
Your secret’s out, so scream and shout you
Bottom-faced old bore
Cos I’m Rapping Mole from Leaky Hole and I’m driving the politicians up the pole
Got a secret code on an angry road, gonna spill the beans and shoot my load
I’m a real cool cat with a photostat, I’m a fruit bat wombat acrobat
And when I leak the pinstripes freak so clap your cludger in the clique
Said 1,2,123, spying for the GLC
4,5,456, we know all of Whitehall’s tricks
7,8,789, spill the beans and watch ‘em whine
9,10,9,10 11, all good rappers go to heaven
Got soul little doll I know my role I’m top of the poll I’m Rappin’ Mole !!