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 know
On a mission sent by the high command, proceed with caution this
man's dangerous

Double agent works for the other side, get what you can then
terminate his life
Reached 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 thought about it on my way home, dingy room in a rundown
hotel

Thought about who I really was, where I am from, where I'm
heading to
It never really bothered me this way, I guess I got the secret

agent blues
All this killing's really got me down, I got the secret agent
blues

I 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 of
They've reached 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 will be waiting

I'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

again
So 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 dea