I am an anarchist
An antichrist
An asterisk
I am an anorak
An acolyte
An accidental
I am eleven feet
Okay, eight
Six foot three
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 thing that keeps you real truly safe from me at all
I have a tendency
To exaggerate
Just a little bit
I am a plagiarist
Apologist
A lawless calculator
I am an optimist
A closeted
Misogynist
I fought the British and I won
I have a wishing well
A living will
A magical eight ball
Say what you will
I am the kill
The only thing that keeps you real truly safe from me at all
Put Pat Sajak back in office
Put Pat Sajak back
But the sun still sets on you
And your retarded 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 point at 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...