You wanna be the man
You wanna be the King
Mink coats and signet rings
Ah, you want it all, you need it all

Stitched up by Savile Row
Undressed by hired love
You want the world to know
How far you sit above
Of the strays and leeches
That crowd the streets of where you live

You give yourself away
'Cause you believe value is equal to what you pay

You'll get away
With whatever you do
Because nobody knows better than you
You'll get away
With whatever you do
Because nobody knows
Nobody knows

You wanna be the man
You wrote the master plan
You've got the watch to match
Your Husky's eyes
You're too common to die

You'll get away
With whatever you do
Because nobody knows better than you
You'll get away
With whatever you do
Because nobody knows
Nobody knows

You're too common to die
That's why you always buy
So much stupid shit
But you'll get away with it
'Cause you're too common to die

You'll get away
With whatever you do
Because nobody knows better than you
You'll get away
With whatever you do
Because nobody knows
Nobody knows

Nobody knows better than you
Nobody knows better than you