"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.) |