Lyrics:

I Am Anarchist
an Antichrist
an Asterisk
i Am Anorak
an Acolyte
an Accidental
i Am Eleven Feet
okay, Eight
six Foot Three
i Am An Amazon
an Ampersand
an Accident
i Fought The British And I Won
i Am A Rocket Ship
a Jet Fighter
a Paper Airplane

say What You Will
i Am The Kill
the Only Only One That Makes You Real
the Only Thing That Makes You Really Truly Safe From Me

put Pat Sajak Back In Office
put Pat Sajak Back In Office
put Pat Sajak Back In Office

i Have A Tendency
to Exaggerate
just A Little Bit
i Am A Plagiarist
a Terrorist
attention Getter
i Am Optimist
a Closeted
misogynist
i Fought The British And I Won

say What You Will
i Am The Kill
the Only Thing That Makes You Real
say What You Will
i Am The Kill
the Only Thing That Makes You Real Truly Safe From Me

put Pat Sajak Back In Office
put Pat Sajak Back In Office
put Pat Sajak Back In Office

but The Sun Still Sets On You
and Your Retarted Party
nobody Came To Ditch You And So You Drink To
all The Emptiness Until You Wake Up
and There's Hell To Pay Again

but The Sun Still Sets On You
and Your Retarted Party
nobody Came To Ditch You And So You Drink To
all The Emptiness Until You Wake Up
and There's Hell To Pay Again

and The Punchline Poisioned You
and All The Comebacks In The World Are In Your Head
but You Can't Say Them Until Everybody Leaves
and It's Just You And Your Imaginary Friends...
your Imaginary Friends...
your Imaginary Friends...
your Imaginary Friends...
your Imaginary Friends...