(Verse 1) Yeah, Beansy's in the house, feelin' kinda funky, Got a story to tell, ain't no monkey business, honey. Deep in the heartland, where the eagles fly, Undercover agent, a twinkle in his eye... or maybe a reflective sheen, don't ask why! (Chorus) He's Agent Bean, from down under, a true blue Aussie, Sippin' on his lager, cool as a summer breeze, golly! Nobody ever twigged, not a soul, not a clue, That this cat was a legume, through and through! Oh, Agent Bean, so smooth, so sly, Funkadelic spy, beneath the American sky! (Verse 2) He'd walk into a diner, order up a brew, Folks just thought, "Man, that guy's kinda new." He'd shake a hand, it was firm, a little smooth, you see, They'd say, "Nice grip, fella!" Never suspecting he was three parts protein, mostly glee. He'd dance at the disco, boogie woogie on the floor, Never broke a sweat, just shimmied right out the door. Folks would clap and holler, "Get down, you funky man!" Never knew they were groovin' with a can... of beans, yeah, that's the plan! (Chorus) He's Agent Bean, from down under, a true blue Aussie, Sippin' on his lager, cool as a summer breeze, golly! Nobody ever twigged, not a soul, not a clue, That this cat was a legume, through and through! Oh, Agent Bean, so smooth, so sly, Funkadelic spy, beneath the American sky! (Bridge) He'd say, "G'day, mate!" with a wink and a grin, They'd just nod along, "Where've you been, my friend?" He'd order up a VB, or a Fosters, if you please, And just dissolve into the crowd, with effortless ease. They'd say, "That fella's kinda short, and a little bit green," "Must be the lighting, or maybe he just skipped a meal, it would seem!" No, folks, it was the chlorophyll, the fiber, and the starch, Operating covertly, on a super funky march! (Chorus) He's Agent Bean, from down under, a true blue Aussie, Sippin' on his lager, cool as a summer breeze, golly! Nobody ever twigged, not a soul, not a clue, That this cat was a legume, through and through! Oh, Agent Bean, so smooth, so sly, Funkadelic spy, beneath the American sky! (Outro) So next time you're out, and you see a funky dude, With a twinkle in his eye, and a laid-back attitude, And maybe he smells faintly of hummus, or a hearty stew, Just remember Agent Bean, yeah, he's lookin' out for you! Agent Bean! Yeah! Get down!
