Tekster: Modest Mouse. Sad Sappy Sucker. Secret Angent X-9.

Got a race car grin and a calculation
And every gun for a secret agent
Defunct that time bomb
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