I, Spy
I, Spy
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I, spy, someone in the darknessKeeping a secret of whom the mark isSeems heartless, playing this covert gameWith cool gear and new names and facesBut trust me, it’s gotta be doneFor security reasons, don’t question it, sonI got the skills taking me to other nationsCareful not to stick out like a sore thumbFrom the background, I enter the roomWith my photograph glasses in my costumeFake smiles, all the while sealing your doomThen I race outta the place like zoomBoom, the situation becomes volatileNo problem though, I can take any obstacleWhat you got? Ya know I’m unstoppableDon’t know the definition of mission: impossible
Tinker, tailor, soldier, spyThinkin’ about danger and ya know that myTrigger finger gonna bring ya down to the sidewalkI’m gonna make you hurt, make you cry, so talkI see that you got a spot to hideYou got a vault full of classifiedsI’m trying to make peace through all the liesAvoiding enemies and police with my disguiseYou know my life is clandestineThe best in the business, yeah, I blend inChameleon learning tricks from meAnother op, another trick up my sleeveSo frantic, this life is tragicAin’t no movie, ain’t no romanticThis is real, like gone in a secondLiving the life of a secret agent
Clear and present danger all aroundFrom my country with love is how I get downUp top, yeah, they call it intelligenceEven though sometimes it doesn’t make senseCIA, paid to keep secretsWhat’s it take to become patriots?Forget what you learned about faith and trustLet your guard down and wind up in the dustEveryday a new threat on the horizonWhat we see? The death toll risingYou would think that we could learn from the pastBut more tyrants need a kick in the assPublic outcry, you say we’re intrusiveThere’s more to it than what you hear on the news andPlots and problems grow more elusiveI gotta go, more bombs need diffusin’
_____________________________________________________I, SpyHotdish Hans
Tinker, tailor, soldier, spyThinkin’ about danger and ya know that myTrigger finger gonna bring ya down to the sidewalkI’m gonna make you hurt, make you cry, so talkI see that you got a spot to hideYou got a vault full of classifiedsI’m trying to make peace through all the liesAvoiding enemies and police with my disguiseYou know my life is clandestineThe best in the business, yeah, I blend inChameleon learning tricks from meAnother op, another trick up my sleeveSo frantic, this life is tragicAin’t no movie, ain’t no romanticThis is real, like gone in a secondLiving the life of a secret agent
Clear and present danger all aroundFrom my country with love is how I get downUp top, yeah, they call it intelligenceEven though sometimes it doesn’t make senseCIA, paid to keep secretsWhat’s it take to become patriots?Forget what you learned about faith and trustLet your guard down and wind up in the dustEveryday a new threat on the horizonWhat we see? The death toll risingYou would think that we could learn from the pastBut more tyrants need a kick in the assPublic outcry, you say we’re intrusiveThere’s more to it than what you hear on the news andPlots and problems grow more elusiveI gotta go, more bombs need diffusin’
_____________________________________________________I, SpyHotdish Hans
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