Secret Angent X-9 Lyrics by Modest Mouse

Secret Angent X-9 Lyrics

    Got a racecar grin and a calculation
    And every gun for a secret agent
    Defunct that timebomb at the space station
    Hey, Secret Agent X-9 why don't you drop me a line?
    And say, would it cost you your job
    to say what was in that gold box?
    So why did they give you that job?
    And why can they give you that job?
    You think this guy was on a permanent vacation
    But no he's not, he's a secret agent

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