National Treasure

I'm your leader, I'm your teacher, I'm your Michelin Man Give me money, give me lovin', give me 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 Screaming, "Your fault," based on hunger, on the murder patrol Throw your hands up, tiny dancers, I'm your Bugsy Malone Ah-ha-ha (Ah) I'll be your national treasure (ah) Your knight in shining leather (ah) You Candyman or whatever Yeah, whatever Yeah, whatever Knock me out Yeah Knock me out Yeah I'm your spunky Jesus junkie, got to get up and go Lift me higher, bricks on fire, burning out of control Colonel Mustard, knuckle dusters, I'm exchanging the blows Ah-ha-ha Mama Mia, nice to see ya, put that gun in your hand Crystal fighters, made it tighter thn a family band Point your pistol to the sun and leave them dead in the sand Ah-ha-ha (Ah) I'll be your national treasure (ah) Your knight in shining leather (ah) You Candyman or whatever Yeah, whatever Yeah, whatever Knock me out Yeah Knock me out 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 All my friends are dead Knock me out Yeah Knock me out Yeah