He's a secret agent, in the face of d**h he laughs 'Cause he solves any problem with the use of arts and crafts He can k** you dead without a single gun or bullet It's like Mr. Wizard hit the gym and grew a mullet He makes chicks cry You too, come on, don't lie He's the master of the jerry rig That's a fact He's like Beakman and Bill Nye on crack Makes his clothes, cuts his own hair Shaves his balls with plastic silverware If you're trapped have no doubt, give MacGyver a shout If there's any way out, he'll know! (oh, he'll know, he'll know) Watch as he saves your life with a Swiss army knife (how'd he do that?) This is the MacGyver show! Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Chip and Dale! I mean MacGyver, sorry It sounds a lot like Chip & Dale Rescue Rangers Anyway He escapes evil troops With disguises made of his own poops Yes, he does, because He's MacGyver He-he's Ma-hac-gy-hy-ve-her This is the MacGyver show!