Galt sat alone in a valley he designed
With a giant ego and a very rigid mind
He thinks the world is just a giant heavy weight
That he can drop because he thinks he’s simply great
He’s Galt, he’s Galt
He’s really smug
He’s Galt, he’s Galt, he’s Galt
He pulled the plug
He’s got a vision where the winners run away
And leave the rest of us to crumble and decay
He’s a cartoon of a man who’s made of stone
Who wants to live inside a bubble all alone
He’s Galt, he’s Galt
Objectively
He’s Galt, he’s Galt, he’s Galt
It’s all about me!
He thinks he’s magic and the only one who tries
But he’s just vanity in a thin heroic guise
A cardboard savior with a lecture to deliver
While he’s busy looking at his reflection in the river
He’s Galt, he’s Galt
A selfish spree
He’s Galt, he’s Galt, he’s Galt
It’s all about me!