Not a fan of man, not a fan of his plan Born into crisis, how'd it end up like this Not a fan of man, not a fan of his plan He's the elephant in every room, he's the ghost in an empty tomb Black caviar Here come the unmarked cars Political sickness And the nail biting witness Not a fan of man, not a fan of his plan Blank mind and out of reach, hypnotized by every speech Not a fan of man, not a fan of his plan Deny the gift of shelter, drop bombs with pleasure Starving and broke The air begins to choke But whos to blame When the whole worlds up in flames Black caviar Here come the unmarked cars Political sickness And the nail biting witness Not a fan of man, not a fan of his plan Science fiction in our books, signs of friction, have a look Not a fan of man, not a fan of his plan He's the silhouette on the sun, he's the cat who's got your tongue Starving and broke The air begins to choke But whos to blame When the whole worlds up in flames