Tom The Overlord

The resistance falls beneath our onslaught
Unstoppable force, watch our numbers grow
Join our dark army it only costs your soul, and a box of hair dye
Tom the Overlord owns all your friends
And you’ll never stop us, we’re better dressed than you
Organized melodrama, the world according to popularity
Your friends are numbered
We’ll help you count the bodies
Your friends are number
We’ll are a sophisticated ego mass
But we’re all afraid we all live in fear
We assemble every weekend
We’ll turn this world into a soap opera
Lights, camera, action
We are the overlord