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 youll never stop us, were better dressed than you Organized melodrama, the world according to popularity Your friends are numbered Well help you count the bodies Your friends are numbers Well give you one as well We are a sophisticated ego mass But were all afraid, we all live in fear We assemble every weekend Well turn this world into a soap opera Lights, camera, action We are the overlord