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"Cult of Personality" is the ending theme of "Cult Camp", the first episode and season premiere of the second season of Camp Camp.

Lyrics[]

Yo,
I beat cancer like Michael Jackson's father
Now I'm back in the water
Time to raise the Jolly Roger.
 
Still got a followin'
Like I'm the Dalai Lama.
Had to comeback hotter than
A purifyin' sauna.
 
Yo, I went through the drama
But now it's a new day.
Bill collectors used to call
Now I pay 'em before the due date.
 
I stuck around like Trump's toupee,
Flow killer like a Jonestown
Cup of Kool-Aid.
 
I'm so upheld,
Like Kim Jong-Il.
If I had no skill
They'd say this song kills.
 
Got a pocket full of change
And a couple of small bills.
But they still think I'm bald
Like Lex in Smallville.
 
Richie Branson
Out singing with camp leaders.
Deadly in the ring,
The call me the 'champ eater'.
Cult following like a fancy clad preacher.
 
I'm too fast,
They can't keep up.
 
Follow me, follow me.
Follow me, follow me.
No matter what I say, they follow me. (Follow me.)
Going broke just to pay to follow me. (Follow me.)
Got to drink the Kool-Aid to follow me. (Follow me.)
 
Follow me, follow me.
Follow me, follow me.
No matter what I say, they follow me. (Follow me.)
Going broke just to pay to follow me. (Follow me.)
Got to drink the Kool-Aid to follow me. (Follow me.)
 
Ahem, please listen to my sermon.
It's pretty urgent
That you make it to the service.
We got to get you clean,
Please swallow this detergent.
Or better yet,
This poison that we use to kill the vermin.
 
Please excuse
The murderous intention,
But I'm not Ted Bundy,
Or an Orenthal Simpson.
 
But more like a Marshall Applewhite
With the vision.
If you follow my religion,
Then you'll get to see ascension.
 
I gained weight–
Still saggin' in the new size.
I see them hatin'
They just raggin' on the new guy.
 
And that's why
I'll be happy when my crew dies–
Oops, I meant flies
Like rapidly through blue skies.
 
They call me Vlad–
I'm impalin' them.
And if you miss
The plate pass for cash,
Well you can mail it in.
 
And if the check's big enough,
You'll see an alien.
Cult personality fillin' up every stadium.
 
Follow me, follow me.
Follow me, follow me.
No matter what I say, they follow me. (Follow me.)
Going broke just to pay to follow me. (Follow me.)
Got to drink the Kool-Aid to follow me. (Follow me.)
 
Follow me, follow me.
Follow me, follow me.
No matter what I say, they follow me. (Follow me.)
Going broke just to pay to follow me. (Follow me.)
Got to drink the Kool-Aid to follow me. (Follow me.)
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