He says that he's an honest man   Taxes not included   He's pinstriped and naturally tan   Tan from all of the shine   He's running under your noses      He says that he's a moral man   It's easy when you've got the money   He claims that he's a law abiding man   What's so great about that   When you control the law?      Let me see your hands   Your, your, your hands   Your, your, your, your hands      This particular feller says he's a religious man   And he sips his wine with reverence   His faith is locked in the can   And he drinks it down until it's almost empty      There's a rumor this one's a second class man   And pushed into the corner   It's all part of the suppression plan   This is after he ditched his wife and family      Let me see your hands   Your, your, your hands   Your, your, your, your hands      You say that you're a hard working man   And the rest of the world is lazy   You lead the world in production   All work, no play yet people are all fucking crazy      Tell me you're a proper man   Your manners overshadow your morals   You devised the suppression plan   I think you've got your soup spoon too far up your ass      Name that man, name that man   Name that man, name that man   Name that man, name that man   Name that man, name that man