A sleepy town by the water
Old man is waking up to the silence of the night
Wipe the dust of a tired sleep
He walks down the steps of his house
Into the light

Wrath of god blows the barn doors wide open
Old man sits down to set the controls all right
Crosses hands and prays for mercy
He prays for a sonic intervention from above.

(He's the man)With a word in his radio
(He's the man)The thruth is in his radio
(He's the man)The word comes from his radio
(He's the man)One man struggle for the death of rock'nroll

Clouds they turn into mountains,
like a monument of sorrow hanging above his yard.
Sounds of deceit circling around
There is a semen of evil inside their hearts
and now his there...
And his naked body turning toward the darkness with a whispering word
And he crosses the road
and he knocks on our door
and he tells us what for
there is a holy righteous law.
Yeah we will see the light nevermore.

(He's the man)With a word in his radio
(He's the man)The thruth is in his radio
(He's the man)The word lives in his radio
(He's the man) One man struggle for the death of rock'n'roll

(He's the man)with a word in his radio
(He's the man)The thruth is in his radio
...And he believes in the afterworld!
oh, God is in his radio.
There is a god of love and god of anger.
In his trembling hands he holds the answer.
While weary men are wasted he will be rising above.
And we do wish him well for he has been through hell.
Men his age wont live long to tell.
I hope his happy I hope his happier now
He's the man.