| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| He says: | 
| «Tell you 'bout my genius, man | 
| It’s as high as the sky is blue | 
| Explore my work you’ll understand | 
| And come to find I’m a healer too» | 
| So Narcissus plays his game | 
| A hustle by any other name | 
| (Monument) | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| He says: | 
| «A humble servant of the fates | 
| The powers that be tried to pull me down | 
| Yet I’m the peer of all the greats | 
| Enlightenment follows me around» | 
| You who pass remember this | 
| Here spoke the great self-rhapsodist | 
| (Monument) | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| Loves, loves, loves, loves, loves | 
| The sound of his voice | 
| Loves, loves, loves, loves, loves | 
| The sound of his voice | 
| (Monument) | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| (Monument) | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| The man is a monument to himself | 
| Oh yeah, listen to him talk | 
| Monument |