[Verse 1]
Ten, nine, eight, seven rabbits running to the finish line
Johnny shot a fucking triple with his brand new AR-15, woah
Little Johnny, pretty Johnny, honey, Johnny's just mentally ill
(What a ceremony) After all, they will say he's misguided, just needs a bit of love

[Bridge]
Ooh, just like that
And of course, we'll always give it to him

[Breakdown]
It's enough to make you think
It's enough to make you think
It's enough to make you
It's enough to make you
Sick
Motherfucker

[Verse 2]
Listen closely to the words in this song
I'm betting a lot of people never had a placе they belong
Give 'еm a platform for doing something evil
"You better not look at me wrong, 'cause I'ma mess you up for real"

[Chorus]
Celebrity status just for murdering people
Baby, doesn't it feel so familiar?
[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 3]
Cruising down the street with my '74
These stupid little rats don't even know I have been lurkin' 'round sniffin' before
Who wants to dance? (My wicked dance)

[Chorus]
Celebrity status just for murdering people
Baby, doesn't it feel so familiar?
We could be famous, like famous for real
Baby, you and I are so similar

[Bridge]
I love to play, I love to cause damage
It's what these useless idiots deserve
Soon I'll be praised for causing havoc
That's why I signed up to protect and to serve

[Pre-Breakdown]
This is your captain speaking
I order you to give 'em all a nice bullet to the head
Yes sir, whatever you say
I'll paint the walls a potent fucking red

[Breakdown]
Make me famous
Make me famous
[Outro]
*gun shot