All My Friends Are Totalitarians

I know you want to rule the world the lights turn out behind your eyes when you talk sugar and spice and all things nice bout that mansion that you’ll buy and the ladies they’ll go aye aye aye I want you I need what you have I need that power pussy more I need that uh please adore me my homie lord acton once said absolute power corrupts absolutely you dig? the battleships are all in line you pull on your cigar and smile and you ask why why can’t we just get along is wanting it all so wrong? I want you I need what you have I need that power, that pussy, i need more I need you to adore me