I walk wearing a crown, self-proclaimed Royalty At least compared to you I'm as good as it gets and will be remembered I know, I was told so
I talk wearing a frown With arrogance and loathing I adress the punters I'm the best there is, so beautiful and bold I've got the touch of gold
No matter how fucked I am The flavor of the month, come and take a bite Another useless one, another spoon-fed mind Thus the rumors linger, envy tongues surround Thus the pointing finger, being holier than thou
I'm the bastard incarnate, an odious deadpan prick Don't care what you think I'm the VIP, the morons united Access all areas
