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 death