Spy World

                                  Well there's that man, he's got everything that he needs

And when the world is falling in he'll never bleed

He goes by jones in istanbul and smith in peru

His job's never through



it's time to start this little game of cat and mouse

And try to keep one step ahead there's strangers in the house

His watch is really a radio, his gun a pen

He knows that it's all gone, no mom, nobody wins



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(I'm kinda tired of wearing these sunglasses)