They think you're bad but you think they're worse You'll bring them down with a single verse And they'll never know what has hit them 'til You take over the world and bend it at your will Easy to miss that you had a plan But they'll curse themselves once they understand Fodder for their jokes all those years and still You take over the world and bend it at your will They can be relied on but they sure can't sing Beaches in the summer mountains in the spring Everyday's another small step up that hill And you take over the world and bend it at your will