And weird when I walk on stage
They are looking too much for me
Zombies seem to sit in those few
Chairs, psychopaths seem
When I turn on that microphone
They will wake up now we can not
They spend more time being
Transported by darkness
We have to save them
My microphone
And now will wake them
No longer
I'm trying to save you
Is happening all over again
My microphone
They are coming
We have to save them
My microphone
My microphone
My microphone
I'm at karaoke
When my cell phone
Starts playing
They are what we can do now
He told me we have to save them
I'm near the door of heaven and hell
He wants me to pull to the right
But god has not left
I save them they want to anger the devil
Gave a good offer for them
But god is greater
My microphone and power
I'll end up with bad
Hearing will destroy them
My microphone
My microphone
My microphone