Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Secret Agent, artist - Hawkwind. Date of issue: 23.11.2008
Song language: English
The Secret Agent |
| I was trained in Arizona, |
| In a secret desert camp |
| Where we did night manoeuvres |
| Without a lighted lamp. |
| I’ve got an old worn Trilby hat |
| That doesn’t keep me dry |
| When the rain falls on my mac |
| Plays havoc with the dye |
| I wear my dark shades every day of the year |
| When I see my reflection it strikes a note of fear. |
| I’ve got a dozen gadgets concealed in my clothes |
| I’ve got some suicide pills that taste like herb of cloves |
| I’ve not got a single friend just my armpit gun |
| And when I go to bed at night it certainly helps me son |
| I’m always getting in tight spots |
| I manage to escape |
| By either jumping off a train |
| Or swimming in a lake |
| Soon I’m in a right state |
| I’m a secret agent there’s nowhere you can hide |
| I’m a secret agent taking you for a ride |
| What’s your name what’s your game |
| Details never stop |
| Work alone on your own |
| Collar up, hat pulled down |
| On the beach, with a peach |
| Sometimes good, sometimes bad |
| Drinking coffee, feeling sad. |
| There’s one thing that I want to be involved with |
| That’s Truth and Justice and I sincerely mean that. |
| And if everybody was involved in Truth and Justice |
| There would be no need for secret agents. |
| That’s what happens when you get in tight spots. |
| He’s in a tight spot |
| I’ve yet to crack-up |
| Ain’t got no backup |
| What’s your name |
| What’s your game |
| A bit strung out |
| Ain’t got no backup |
| I’m beginning to crack-up |
| Think I’ll go bankrupt |
| It’s all confusion |
| Disappearing without a trace |
| I’m a secret agent |
| He’s in a tight spot |
| Attention, Attention |
| REPEAT VERSE 1 |
| And everybody rushes away to hide |
| Certainly take you for a ride baby |