Hi ya men
All set for the meeting
Could be, could be
Well, wish me luck men
Good luck

Gotta stop that man
I gotta stop that man, cold
Or he'll stop me

Big deal, big rocket
Thinks he has the world in his pocket
Gotta stop, gotta stop
Gotta stop that man, that man

Now, there you are
Yes, there's that face
That face, that somehow I trust
It may embarrass you
To hear me say it
But say it I must, say it I must

You have the cool, clear
Eyes of a seeker
Of wisdom and truth

Yet there's that upturned chin
And that grin of impetuous youth
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in you

I hear the sound of good
Solid judgment
Whenever you talk

Yet there's the bold
Brave spring of a tiger
That quickens your walk
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in you

And when my faith
In my fellow man
All but falls apart
My, but to feel
Your hand grasping mine
And I take heart, I take heart

To see the cool, clear
Eyes of a seeker
Of wisdom and truth

Yet, there's that slam, bang, tang
Reminiscent of gin and vermouth
Oh, I believe in you
I believe in you

Gotta stop that man
Gotta stop that man
Or he'll stop me

Big wheel, big beaver
Boiling hot with front office fever
Gotta stop, gotta stop
Gotta stop that man

Oh, I believe in you
(Don't let him be such a hero)
I believe in you
(Stop that man, gotta stop him)
You
(Stop that man, gotta stop him)
You
(Stop that man, gotta stop him)
You