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Guns of Navarone

(Bring Back The Real Don Steele)

I have been prowling 'round the grounds of your estate
Hunting the treasure that I finally thought about too late
Locked up in a safe behind the portraits
Booby trapped electric lead and stone
What can I do when you keep your heart inside a fortress
About as hard to reach as the Guns of Navarone

Crawling through caverns in the bowels of the land
Mining your precious essence from a motherlode of sand
I have had to learn how to spelunker
Troglodyte 'mid stalagmites unknown
What can I do when you keep your heart down in a bunker
About as hard to reach as the Guns of Navarone

Surrounded by a company of soldiers
Buddy-gods comprise your entourage
I see them standing there shoulder to shoulder
With golden boulders as camouflage

And I am lost in the cosmos in some portion of the sky
You should be on my radar but you're always way too high
Soaring with the eagles can be scary
It's worth every danger I have flown
What can I do when you keep your heart up in an aerie
About as hard to reach as the Guns of Navarone

Until I find that element abiding
I will make this pilgrimage alone
To the desert island where your heart's in hiding
About as hard to reach as The Guns of Navarone