: Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. Distant ships sailing into the mist, You were
: Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here, He gone North, he ain't around, They say that vanity got the best of him But he sure left here after
: Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth he can do with it as he please And if things don't change soon, he will. Oh, man has invented his doom, First
: Look out your window, baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch, The band is playing "Dixie," a man got his hand outstretched. Could be the Fuhrer
: Well, the neighborhood bully, he's just one man, His enemies say he's on their land. They got him outnumbered about a million to one, He got no place
: Been so long since a strange woman has slept in my bed. Look how sweet she sleeps, how free must be her dreams. In another lifetime she must have owned
: Just a minute before you leave, girl, Just a minute before you touch the door. What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl? Do you think we can
: Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore, My flashlight's from Taiwan, My tablecloth's from Malaysia, My belt buckle's from the Amazon. You know, this
Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing into the mist You were born
Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth He can do with it as he please And if things don't change soon, he will Oh, man has invented his doom First step
Look out your window, baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch The band is playing "Dixie," a man got his hand outstretched Could be the fuhrer, could
Well, my shoes, they come from Singapore My flashlights from Taiwan My tablecloths from Malaysia My belt buckles from the Amazon You know, this shirt
Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here He gone North for a while They say that vanity got the best of him But he sure left here in style By the
Well the neighborhood bully, he's just one man His enemies say he's on their land They got him outnumbered about a million to one He got no place to escape
Just a minute 'fore you leave, girl Just a minute 'fore you touch the door What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl? Do you think we can talk about
Been so long since a strange woman has slept in my bed Look how sweet she sleeps, how free must be her dreams In another lifetime she must have owned
Just a minute before you leave, girl, Just a minute before you touch the door. What is it that you're trying to achieve, girl? Do you think we can talk
Look out your window, baby, there's a scene you'd like to catch, The band is playing "Dixie," a man got his hand outstretched. Could be the Fuhrer Could
