The Man With The Hand Instead Of A Gun Dan Bull

[Intro]
He's the man with the hand instead of a gun
My word, that is groovy!

[Verse 1]
The name's Bull, James Bull, I'm an international superspy
Who's inclined to let the secrets fly when I'm unsupervised
Undercover, swap the tactical jacket for suit and tie
Impractical and stupid? Might be, but don't I look super fly?
Baddies are bad Feng Shui and I'm the new removal guy
Scrutinising your design with my keen disapproving eye
I spy, but I already told you that, sike!
Come on, fight me, we'll find out if you really live twice

[Chorus]
He's the man with the hand instead of a gun
And he's coming to undo whatever you've done
He's the man with the hand instead of a gun
Messing your master plan up before you've barely begun
So cock your thumbs back, make your finger guns clap
We've infiltrated every evil base, been there and done that
So who's the smooth dude with the devilish charm
He's the man with the hand instead of a gun

[Verse 2]
What I lack in competence I compensate with confidence
A consummate connoisseur of compiling my own compliments
Complaints are confidential, so no one knows my abilities
Are limited to lying, I'm a living liability
I'm shaken, not sturdy, chosen vacation mistaken
Somehow traversing these spaces without disturbing the lasers
I hurtle through hurdles of pain and pray not to be castrated
May lack a plan, but that won't deter me from dashing straight in, hands a-blazing