The Triangle

We met two men from other sides

On a walk down by the river side

Trigger finger itching to see some action

He would tell me what I'd need to know

On a mission sent by the high command

Proceed with caution, this man's dangerous

Double agent works for the other side

Get what you can then terminate his life

Reached for his luger but I drew mine first

You're a better man than I were his last words

You're a better man than I were his last words

You're a better man than I were his last words

Was I really?

I thought about it on my way home

Dingy room in a rundown hotel

Thought about who I really was

Where I'm from, and where I'm heading to

It never really bothered me this way

I guess I got the secret agent blues

All this killing's really got me down

I got the secret agent blues

I give in, just can't stand it no more

I resign, here's my badge and gun

But you can't quit like that with us

You're a traitor and must be disposed of

Reached for their weapons but I drew mine first

Others will come for you were their last words

Others will come for you were their last words

Others will come for you were their last words

I will be waiting

I'm hit up once or twice a week

Always different places and faces

Getting so tired I can't even sleep

Will they ever come for me again?

So tired of all this running around

Getting edgy playing hide and seek

Can't take it got to get away

But there's no way out but death