Tie me up with that extension cord
Nail my hands and my feet to the floorboards
I just want you to know that I'm a martyr to the cause
Let me give you all my money, and then
Let me give you just a little bit more
I don't care if I'm overdrawn
Isn't this what an overdraft is for?
Knock me up
Set me down
Insert your drill
Into my ground
Spin it round
Spin it round
And around again
You can take what you want
I'll bow down to the king
Do you need someone to waterboard?
Think we're ready to buy what you've got in store?
I just want you to know that you've been sorely misinformed
You might find this kind of funny, but
We've got our scissors, making sure you've got the shortest straw
The pen is mightier than the sword
But when the ink runs out I've got a pretty fucking massive sword
Eyebrows raised
Faces frown
On your knees
Respect me now
Kiss the ground
Kiss the ground
Kiss the ground
Kiss the ground
And while you're down there could you please
Bow down to the king
If you bow down the king
Then you bow down to my queen
And the name of my queen is Madame Guillotine
I've got your just deserts
So bow down to the king
