Lyrics: Clark Baxtresser/Pierce Siebers/Brian Rosenthal/Joey Richter/Corey Lubowich
Music: Clark Baxtresser/Pierce Siebers/Brian Rosenthal/Joey Richter/Corey Lubowich
Cynthia: Although I may be hard on you,
I'm only trying to help.
And I know my past actions have not shown you how I felt.
You're a master of deception, a gentleman of stealth.
Just don't screw up and die on me, or I'll kill you myself.
Keep your eyes on the prize!Susan: You gotta! You, you gotta!
Cynthia: Keep your eyes on the prize!
Susan: You gotta! You, you gotta!
Cynthia: Keep you eyes...you know you're like a son to me,
I've felt that way forever.
A total deadbeat son who needs to get his shit together.
You're not just any agent.
You're a special agent.
So go get the girl and go save the world,
I'm already impatient!
(spoken) Just go already!
Keep your eyes on the prize!
Susan: You gotta! You, you gotta!
Cynthia: Keep your eyes on the prize!
Susan: You gotta! You, you gotta!
Cynthia: Keep your eyes on the prize!
Curt: 'Cause a spy is a spy and a spy keeps his eyes on the prize!
Cynthia: So keep your eyes...
(spoken) Oh and Curt?
Curt: (screaming) Ahh!
Cynthia: (spoken) Bulletproof vest?
Good, you're learning.
On the prize!
Susan: The prize.