Seventh Floor Man

I'm a 7th Floor Man, from a 7th Floor Group I can fix this country, with my 7th Floor Troop But they just don't understand Just ain't easy bein' a G-Man or a bobby Taken for a merchant scheming in the lobby And they just won't understand Oh! The world's not black-and-white Someone's gotta paint it, see And 'cause folks are not too bright "Someone's" only lil' ol' me That's why I'm a 7th Floor Man Living in a dark white world Oh! Yes, I'm a 7th Floor Man Living in a dark white world People say I'm treasonous, it's 'cause they're obsessional Our insurance policy, ('cause I'm the professional) Was to save us 'cause we're livin' on a knife But they say I drive a coffin with four wheels, They repeat, "Are those the eyes you give your wife? 'Cause I know you love your job, just not like heels!" I said: "Shut your mouth, please, I was briefly mental I'll still fix this country, it was accidental, Sounds to me you're saddlesore, 'Cause you've had a snide ride thanks to 7th Floor Acts I'm not lying, not now, I'm just fixing my facts, I won't stand for anymore!" Oh! The world's not black-and-white Someone's gotta paint it, see And 'cause folks are not too bright "Someone's" only lil' ol' me That's why I'm a 7th Floor Man Living in a dark white world Oh! Yes, I'm a 7th Floor Man Living in a dark white world They are just not listening, they've made acts congressional Prosecution's critical, sayin' I'm digressional They say: "God took seven days to make the earth, Seven months is all the 7th Floor Man needs To destroy it, people too just have no worth For one strutting on around the slaves he leads!" I'm a 7th Floor Man, because I've got free will, I can fix this country, trust me, take the true pill Because you won't understand You blame me for Kung Flu, I'm just doing my job I'm the 7th Floor Man, you're a preacher's lil' snob, And you'll never understand Oh! The world's not black-and-white Someone's gotta paint it, see And 'cause folks are not too bright "Someone's" only lil' ol' me That's why I'm a 7th Floor Man Living in a dark white world Oh! Yes, I'm a 7th Floor Man Living in a dark white world Then I hear a lunatic, right from some confessional: "You'll be dead as Dillinger, I'm the real professional, 'Cause you act like thieves and dress just like a cop, Right and wrong don't mean squat to the 7th Floor, Have some fire, you scarecrow, here's what bribes can't stop!" Then he opens up, leaves nothing but the door Oh! He says it's black-and-white "No one's gotta paint it," oh! With a necktie in a fight What could such a cuckoo know? But now I'm a 7th Floor Man Dying in a blank white world Oh! Now I'm a 7th Floor Man Dying in a blank white world