The trains all run on time here Got such a straight and narrow mind here Just bad you're not a part of the picture
The things he says are always right The things he sees are black and white So sorry you've got no place in his future
Paper tiger, man of steel The hero from the movie reel So killer cool So he can't feel a thing
For him, to bend is to break (Stubborn weakness he calls strength) He's got it made, make no mistake (Hide the rust beneath new paint) His smile is his most sinister feature Profit proves his point of view (Talks so loud it must be true) Doesn't want friends, doesn't need you (And it's your world he's welcome to) You look so small to a man of such stature