| Lyrics: | (spoken)
I´ts flashing red, His plastic head,
Make a move and you´re dead,
I´m gonna fill your mind with lead.
Pass your papers on the ground,
and you better be cool,
Never drive with a roach in the car,
´cause I ain´t no fool.
It´s The man! It´s The Man!
He´ll keep you waiting, if you´ve got a date,
So you better relax ´cause you´re gonna be late.
Flashin´! Trashin´! Crashin´! It´s The Man! It´s
The Man!
So we play the game, And it´s always the same,
I´ve got the power of the name,
I´m gonna drive you insane.
Pull over to the right ´couse
you´re gonna be wrong,
No matter what you got to say,
you better save it for a song.
Dedicated to The Man,
I say, dedicated to The Man,
It´s The Man!
(Stirling/Mitthauer/Ryan) |
