The Spy Guy
Sneaking in, sneaking out, that’s what I do
If you’ve got a secret, I’ll be taking it from you
Nothing’s safe, when I’m around
I’ll take your secret stuff, without so much as a sound
I hide in the shadows, I use stealth
Usually, stealing things isn’t good for someone’s health,
but not mine, watch me do hundreds of jumping jacks
while I carry out my secret attack
Yes, I thrive on fear, I live for the danger
Just think of me as a document park ranger,
looking through your stuff to make sure you have a permit
to keep secrets from other companies, and I submit
that I do more than steal your secret documents,
I keep track of where the public’s money went
While it’s true that I only steal for cash,
I am in, I am out, so lightning fast
I’d do this for free; I’m hooked on this
If I’m caught, I’m not above using my fists
to get away, for I’ve got to stay free
Yes, the happy, violent spy guy, that’s me!
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