I Carry My Microphone With Me

Everywhere I Go

It Makes For A Very Good Dead Weight

In Case Of An Emergency

In Case I Need To Break Your Face

In Case I Need You To Be Dead

Who Do You Think You Are

Who Do I Think You Are

I Know Who You Are

And It's Hard To Believe That

God Made You And Me

With The Same Hands

Sit?

I Tell My Doggie To Sit

But I Am Not A Dog

But You Make The Animal In Me

Want To Come Out All Over You



Chorus [x2]



And It's Hard To Believe

That I'm Still A Believer