I´m your leader, I´m your teacher, I´m your Michelin Man Gimme money, gimme lovin´, give whatever you can Holy water, sons and daughters, gotta stick to the plan
Ah-ha-ha
I´m your harlot, I´m your starlet, I´m your mission control Screamin´ "your fault," piston hunger, on the murder patrol Throw your hands up, tiny dancers, I´m your Bugsy Malone Ah-ha-ha
(A-a-ah) I´ll be your national treasure (a-ah) Your knight in shinin´ leather (a-a-ah) You candyman or whatever Yeah, whatever Yeah, whatever Light me up, yeah Light me up, yeah
I´m your spunky Jesus junkie, got that get-up-and-go Lift me higher, brimstone fire, burnin´ outta control Colonel Mustard, knuckle dusters, I´m exchangin´ the blows Ah-ha-ha
Mamma mia, nice to see ya, get that gun in your hand Point your pistol to the sun and leave ´em dead in the sand Ah-ha-ha
(A-a-ah)
I´ll be your national treasure (a-ah) Your knight in shinin´ leather (a-a-ah) You candyman or whatever Yeah, whatever Yeah, whatever Light me up, yeah Light me up, yeah
(Yeah) (Yeah)
All my friends are dead All my friends are dead Put a gun to their heads All my friends are dead All my friends are dead All my friends are dead Put a gun to their heads