007, A Fantasy Bond Theme

Once upon a time in Kingston Town

There was a little boy named Bond, James Bond

James always had a thing about wanting to be a secret agent

He would sit in the classroom at school

And daydream about all the missions he would be sent on

And all the different countries he could go spy in

Instead of listening to the teacher

After school, James would walk home

And pretend to be calling HQ

On the two-way radio he imagined

He had hidden in the heel of his shoe

Unbeknownst to anybody else, of course

At the end of the day, he would lay down on his bed

Announce to himself the mission had been accomplished

And before his mom yelled for him to put the light out

He would dream of standing before Her Majesty, The Queen

Wryly cracking: "In case there's trouble or we're under attack

Have no fear because Bond is black"