I know the secret handshake
I make the back door deal
I'm skimming off the profits
Why work when I can steal?
I've got a Hidden Agenda
Nothing I say is true
And I'm the one you trusted
I've been exploiting you
I make the pretty speeches
I cry the pitiful tears
I'm pulling on your heartstrings
Like a trucker shifting gears
I've got a Hidden Agenda
I spin you round and round
I'm the master of misdirection
I'm the lord of the underground
I know where the bodies are buried
I had those documents lost
I'm swearing on the Bible
but I've got my fingers crossed
I've got a Hidden Agenda
Master of the bait and switch
I'm a smiling lying bastard
I'm a goddamn son of a bitch
(c) 2001 Hidden Agenda