Lyrics

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven
Three, two, one is eleven
Limestone toes and my Roman nose
Behold the Devil

Way past my prime, find me a phonebooth
I´ve got, nickels and dimes, searching for my youth
Tombstones chase me ´cross the blood red sky
I´ve got my cape on, I´m ready to fly

Shut up and set your ass back down
I´ve been resurrected, the the King of this town
I can´t jump like Jack or even swing like Sue
I´m just a, caped crusader wearing high heel shoes

I´m resurrected
I´m resurrected
We´ll be infected soon

Six, six, six just to suit my fix
I´m gonna, shake things up so I feel legit
All you spoon fed telephone heads, you´re walking ´round, like the living dead

Look at me baby I´m the real deal now
I´m just a fire breathing dragon
I´ll turn your oceans brown
Oh stop your laughing child
I ain´t no Hollywood clown

Shut up and sit your ass back down
I´ve been resurrected, the the King of this town
I can´t jump like Jack or even swing like Sue
I´m just a, caped crusader wearing high heel shoes

I´m resurrected
I´m resurrected
We´ll be infected soon

I´m resurrected
I´m resurrected
We´ll be infected soon