Lyrics:

(This is definitely not the first video to surface of an execution...)
(...of men, they claimed responsibility for the executions.)
(...described as severely mentally disturbed...)
(...videos show another hostage executed by the terrorist group....)
(...deserve to be annihilated...)

I get my kicks and I wanna start a rager
I wanna dance like I'm on the video
I got a fever for the violent behavior
I'm sweatin' bullets like a modern Romeo

(Bang, bang, give me fame)
Shoot me up to entertain
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
(You're dead, I'm well fed)
Give me death or give me head
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier

I testify like a lullaby of memories
Broadcasting live and it's on my radio
I got my photobomb, I got my Vietnam
I love a lie just like anybody else

(Bang, bang, give me fame)
Shoot me up to entertain
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
(You're dead, I'm well fed)
Give me death or give me head
Broadcasting from my room and playin' with my toys

I wanna be a celebrity martyr (ahh)
The leading man in my own private drama (ahh)
Hurrah (bang, bang), hurrah (bang, bang), the hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier

I wanna be like the soldiers on the screen
It's my private movie, holy war
Oh baby baby, this is Viva Vendetta
For this is love or it's World War Zero

(Ahh)
(Ahh)

I wanna be a celebrity martyr (ahh)
The leading man in my own private drama (ahh)
Hurrah (bang, bang), hurrah (bang, bang), the hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier

I wanna be a celebrity martyr (ahh)
The leading man in my own private drama (ahh)
Hurrah (bang, bang), hurrah (bang, bang), the hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier