Hawkwind - The Secret Agent lyrics
[Hawkwind - The Secret Agent lyrics]
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
And everybody rushes away to hide
Certainly take you for a ride baby
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
And everybody rushes away to hide
Certainly take you for a ride baby