Propeller Man

Propeller Man, do what you can to stop the world from bringing you down

Whenever the day turns to night you'll dress in white, go out and paint the town

With propeller laces on your satin superhero shoes

You'll wage your war upon the disco floor

And dance away your blues

Regular Joe, don't you know they'll work you slowly into your grave

Whenever the boss takes the piss, just think on this

He's got no soul to save

No one's coming to rescue your ass

From the porcelain prison of the working class

So take your shoes down off the shelf