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 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