National Treasure

I'm your leader, I'm your teacher, I'm your Michelin man Give me money, give me loving, give whatever you can Holy waters, sons and daughters, gotta stick to the plan Ha-ha-ha I'm your harlot, I'm your starlet, I'm your mission control Screaming "your fault", piston hunger, on the murder control Throw your hands up, tiny dancers, I'm your Bugsy Malone Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha) I'll be your national treasure (ha-ha) Your knight in shining leather (ha-ha-ha) Your candyman or whatever Yeah, whatever Yeah, whatever Light me up, yeah Light me up, yeah I'm your spunky, Jesus junkie, got that get up and go Lift me higher, brimstone fire, burning outta control Colonel mustard, knuckle dusters, I'm exchanging the blows Ha-ha-ha Mama mia, nice to see ya, get that gun in your hand Crystal fighters, made and tied up in a family band Point your pistol to the sun, or leave 'em dead in the sand Ha-ha-ha (Ha-ha-ha) I'll be your national treasure (ha-ha) Your knight in shining leather (ha-ha-ha) Your candyman or whatever Yeah, whatever Yeah, whatever Light me up, yeah Light me up, 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 Light me up, yeah Light me up, yeah