The Man

Absolute control
Absolute power
I don’t have any power
I need power power power power power
power power yeah
Absolute obedience
To my every command
I want to be the man
I want to be the man
You’re the man
I want to be the man
You’re the man
I’ve got to got to got to got to got to got to got to got to
Bodyguards
Gonna have bodyguards
When I walk into a club
With my bodyguards
They’ll say excuse me
That’s Mr. Faust’s table you’re sitting at
Bodyguards: You can’t sit there
'Scuse me sir
That’s Mr. Faust’s chair your big ass is in
You can’t sit there
'Scuse me motherfucker
Don’t you understand motherfucker?
He’s the man
What?
You’re the man
I am?
Yes, you are
I’m the man?
You’re the man
I’m the man!
Women will come
Women will go
Big tits, pretty little tits
I just don’t know
Goddamn it I just don’t know
Who?
You
Who?
Man, it’s you
Do I have your respect?
Yes you have it
Do I have your admiration?
You know you got it
Do you get those good vibrations?
Yes, we do. You’re the man!
I’m the man, I’m the man, I’m the man
Money
Power
Control
Equals love