What kind of things are you that deliver papers   White papers that you say apply to me   Reams of rules constructed for protection   Protection for yourselves, but not for me      You hide behind your walls of bureaucracy   I find that you've nothing to do with me   You're all aliens   I opened up my eyes, and saw to my surprise   Monsters in disguise, wearing bowler hats and old school ties      Today you went out to inspect your servants   I saw you wave and rave from my T.V.   You promised soon that they would have a paper   Give them the right to kill quite legally      So you hide in your palace of bureaucracy   I hope that you never come terminate me   You're all aliens   I opened up my eyes, and saw to my surprise   Monsters in disguise, wearing bowler hats and old school ties      I opened up my eyes, and saw to my surprise   Monsters in disguise, wearing bowler hats and old school ties   a-I opened up my eyes, and saw to my surprise   Monsters in disguise, wearing bowler hats and old school ties   a-I opened up my eyes, and saw to my surprise   Monsters in disguise, wearing bowler hats and old school ties