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spies on fire
On our way; on our way now.
Heavensent, like a razorblade, now.
The world goes by you like a twelve-letter word,
and you make dates and save the day, absurd to the third.
Am I eager to be here? Are you ready to go?
Should I ring around the rosebud,
Take my sled and go home? (okay…)
On our way; on our way now.
Heavensent, like a razorblade, now.
All I know is what you wrote,
and I know you well.
If you’re broke with a broken rope,
you’ve fallen under your own spell (hear me talkin’ now…)
I am no prisoner; I don’t believe in fate.
What do I have in my favor? I savor the debate.
It’s time for bonding with blazers, lasers, and tea.
What do we have in common, Tutankhamen and me? (Moneypenny…)
If the road serves up a diabolical day,
could you find me where you left me in the ditch of delay?
All my spies are on fire, and the delegates are mad.
Could I find you where I left you with the sideways man? (okay…)
On our way; on our way now.
Heavensent, like a razorblade, now.
All I know is what you wrote,
and I know you well.
If you’re broke with a broken rope,
you’ve fallen under your own spell (hear me talkin’ now…)
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