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