Respect
The measure of a self-made man
Paragon, pissed-off king parasite
Night shifts, how the subjects do get restless
And check
The armor on the ice-cream van
Chiming it's a small world after all'
But it's still too big to go defenseless
It's story-time in the street of spies
Let's tuck you in again
sh**-talking at midnight
Ballistics in the searchlight sky
Wonder bread for generations
Who wouldn't pay for stronger medication'
It's story-time in the street of spies
Let's tuck you in again
Surface and dive, survive, survive
And get s**ed in again
To the shadowed shell
On the carousel
Surveyor for new maps of hell
Get selective sight
& everythings all right
You can't fall off the floor, right'
But you can perfect
The special kind of self-respect
We've come to expect
Brick-bats in the rain
The cops are on the way
The hours grind away like any other day
It's story-time in the street of spies
Let's tuck you in again
Surface and dive, survive, survive
And get s**ed in again
To the shadowed shell
On the carousel
Surveyor for new maps of hell
I got selective sight
But nothing is all right
We're falling off the floor tonight