Some people are into the power of power

The absolute corrupting power, that makes great men insane

While some people find their refreshment in action

The manipulation, encroachment and destruction of their inferiors

Growing up in public, growing up in public

Growing up in public, growing up in public with your pants down

Some people are into sadistic pleasures

They whet their desires and drool in your ears

They're quasi-effeminate characters in love with oral gratification

They edify your integrities, so they can play on your fears

They're gonna do you in public, 'cause you're growing up in public

They're gonna do it to you in public,

'Cause you're growing up in public with your pants down

Some people think being a man is unmanly

Some people think that the whole concept's a joke

But some people think being a man is the whole point

And then some people wish they'd never awoke

Up from a dream of nightmarish proportions

Down to a size neither regal nor calm

A Prince Hamlet caught the middle between reason and instinct

Caught in the middle with your pants down again

Caught in the middle, I'm really caught in the middle

I'm caught in the middle, caught in the middle deciding about you