Secret Agent X‒9 Songtext
von Modest Mouse

Got a race car grin and a calculation
An elegant gun for a secret agent
Defunct that time bomb at a 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?
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