[Spoken]
Good morning, Mister Blue, we've got our eyes on you
The evidence is clear that you've been scheming
You'd like to steal away and while away the day
You'd like to send an hour - dreaming
What will it take to whip you into line?
-A broken heart? A broken head?
It can be arranged
It can be arranged

Step softly, Mister Blue, we know what's best for you
And we know where your precious dreams will take you
You've got a slot to fill, and fill that slot you will
You'll learn to love it - or we'll break you
Now, what will it take to whip you into line?
-A broken heart? A broken head?
It can be arranged
Oh, it can be arranged

Be careful, Mister Blue, this phase you're going through
Can lead you nowhere else but to disaster
Excuse us while we grin, you've worn our patience thin;
It's time we showed you who's your master

But don't worry, Mister Blue, we'll take good care of you
Just think of it as sense and not surrender
But never think again that you can think again
Or you'll get something... you'll remember
Now, what will it take to whip you into line?
A broken heart? A broken head?
It can be arranged
It can be arranged
[Verse 1]
You are flying to Vienna, you are phoned aboard your airplane
Sit at oaken tables, speak in solemn tones
While the leaders of all nations keep a deep, respectful silence
You're moving pawns and bishops made of flesh and blood and bone

[Chorus]
But the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are the scream that breaks the silence of the thousands blown away
Oh, the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are not silent, they are screaming; they're your Peace Prize, Doctor K

[Verse 2]
While you banter with reporters, while you charm your fellow diners
While you dance with wives of princes, while you rest from cares of state
There are thousands in the prisons, there are widows numb with sorrow
There are graves unmarked and hidden, there are ghosts outside your gate

[Chorus]
And the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are the scream that breaks the silence of the thousands blown away
Oh, the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are not silent, they are screaming; they're your Peace Prize, Doctor K

[Verse 3]
For it's Kissinger in China, oh it's Kissinger in Cairo
Kissinger at NATO in the grand old power game
But the white bones of Allende tell another, darker story
Oh, you never got to Chile, but you killed it just the same
[Chorus]
And the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are the scream that breaks the silence of the thousands blown away
Oh, the white bones of Allende and the scattered bones of Chile
Are not silent, they are screaming; they're your Peace Prize, Doctor K