They see me strolling in my uniform
Acting like they seen a ghost
Wish I could tell 'em that I mean no harm
But I wouldn't want to lose my post
It's risky returning to my stomping ground
After giving 'em a guarantee
That I'd never do anything so profound
As become the enemy
But I used to be weak
Weary of the wise
I used to let my life get the best of me
Then I was given a choice
And it was easy to see all I needed was
A little bit of power
Now anybody with their head on straight
Can see me coming miles away
But I never expected I'd get so much hate
For putting people in their place
It would be difficult to find
Something in mind we couldn't do
To anyone who gives as much as a dirty look
Don't make it you
We used to be weak
Weary of the wise
Used to let our lives keep us in the weeds
Then we were given a choice
And it was easy to see what we needed
What we need is power
So we don't have to think about a thing
So we can bring you all to your knees
We can keep you from forgetting
We got the power to get away with anything
Over and over again
Three days straight seeing monochrome
Fuse is used. Ready to blow
Called on to be vicious
Callous and expeditious
Well, I can't tell when I last slept
And though my conscience is a bit unkempt
Well, it's no bother, I can just forget
And never bother with a bit of it again
If my morals seem a bit mislaid
It might be easy to forget
If I ever tried to disobey
You're probably gonna find me dead
Power
What we need is power
So we don't have to think about a thing
So we can bring you all to your knees
We can keep you from forgetting
We got the power to get away with anything
Over and over again
