| Lyrics: | well there's that man, he's got everything that he needs
and when the world is falling in he'll
never bleed
he goes by jones in istanbul and smith in peru
his job's never
through
it's time to start this little game of cat and mouse
and try to keep one
step ahead / there's strangers in the house
his watch is really a radio, his gun a pen
he
knows that it's all gone, no mom, nobody wins
spy world / spy world / spy world / spy
world
(I'm kinda tired of wearing these sunglasses |
