We met two men from other sides
On a walk down by the river side
Trigger finger itching to see some action
He would tell me what I'd need to knowOn a mission sent by the high command
Proceed with caution this man's dangerous
Double agent works for the other side
Do what you can then terminate his lifeReached for his lugger but I drew mine first
You're a better man than I were his last words
You're a better man than I were his last words
You're a better man than I were his last words
Was I really?I've thought about it on my way home
Dingy room in a rundown hotel
Thought about who I really was
Where I am from and where I'm heading toIt never really bothered me this way
I guess I got the secret agent blues
All this killing is really got me down
I got the secret agent bluesI give in just can't stand it no more, I resign
Here's my badge and gun
But you can't quit like that with us
You're a traitor and must be disposed ofReached for their weapons but I drew mine first
Others will come for you were their last words
Others will come for you were their last words
Others will come for you were their last words
I would be waitingI'm hit up once or twice a week
Always different places and faces
Getting so tired I can't even sleep
Will they ever come for me againSo tired of all this running around
Getting edgy playing hide and seek
Can't take it got to get away
But there's no way out but death