Executive Orderz Lyrics

Hail to the Mushroom King

Hail to the Mushroom King

Put an end to this threat of otherworldly normies

Shut the gate, shut the gate, shut the gate

Leave us alone

They cannot be saved, they are the enemy

Give a pig a pancake and he'll only want some more of it

Give a man some power and he'll only want some more of it

Freedom was and has become the afterthought

Love your inner, kind totalitarian

I'm alone in a gray tower

I got everything to lose

So I oppress from a distance

Watchin' cringe comps on YouTube

Do you maybe think the Pope

Thinks the same way that I do

Just wish to maximize Heaven

Not ask what Jesus would do (What would He do)

It's the beginning of Hell Week

And I've got the Sunday blues (ooo)

The peasants are back with their pitchforks outside my window while I make money move

An enemy with no face

Doesn't quite hit the same nerve

Side effects don't matter, long as it can stop the burn

I am the son of a duke

Yo daddy the village fool

I command ten thousand men

They all agree with my rule

Please do not make eye contact

When I am speaking to you

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

I am the son of a duke

Yo daddy the village fool

I command ten thousand men

They all agree with my rule

Please do not make eye contact

When I am speaking to you

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

Hail to the Mushroom King

Hail to the Mushroom King

Hollow bones allow for flight at first signs of scrutiny

Flap your wings, flap your wings, flap your wings

Them pussies blown away

They do not possess the correct energy

"Life or death verse my own values," I ask myself every day (every day)

We don't know the consequences of our actions 'til V-Day

Y'all who ain't so close to me just some numbers

Empathy is finite, I just count the tolls

When I come down from this tower

Fabric of a nation just bruised

I will see that I was right about all you emotionally stunted buffoons

There was never any problem

No elephant in my room

No skeleton in my closet

No good reason to like you (nope)

But change is an immature kraken

Republicans man the harpoons

Tentacles are minds of their own with real lives, yet the tribal head's what they must shoot

So all I can do is just brood

So all I can do is just brood

I've got no support system, told my psychologist how to feel

I am the son of a duke

Yo daddy the village fool

I command ten thousand men

They all agree with my rule

Please do not make eye contact

When I am speaking to you

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

I am the son of a duke

Yo daddy the village fool

I command ten thousand men

They all agree with my rule

Please do not make eye contact

When I am speaking to you

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

You think it's funny

Some nihilistic cringe festival

I tell ya, honey

I'm thinkin' 'bout ya more than you know

Shit hurts my tummy

The stress combined with coffee, Red Bull

Yeah, I'm makin' money

But not enough to 1-up my soul

You think it's funny

Some nihilistic cringe festival

I tell ya, honey

I'm thinkin' 'bout ya more than you know

Shit hurts my tummy

The stress combined with coffee, Red Bull

Yeah, I'm makin' money

But not enough to 1-up my soul

My skin crawls in the night like I'm Jake Gyllenhaal

But I don't want to feel nothing at all

Oh my God, he is totally me

I am the son of a duke

Yo daddy the village fool

I command ten thousand men

They all agree with my rule

Please do not make eye contact

When I am speaking to you

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

I am the son of a duke

Yo daddy the village fool

I command ten thousand men

They all agree with my rule

Please do not make eye contact

When I am speaking to you

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

When sloppy toppy concludes

When sloppy toppy concludes

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes

When sloppy toppy concludes

When sloppy toppy concludes

And remember to curtsy

When sloppy toppy concludes