Guess, who came to see me
Last night.
In my dreams.
Bill O'Reilly riding on a white horse.
Big 'ol sword and a funny little hat named macaroni.
Everytime I talked he just ignored me.
Sit naked in my bed every night
crying my eyes out to make it alright.
Maybe God can help me
or maybe the nuns from the rectory.
Now everything he's ever said is stuck now
inside my head.
Gotta put a bullet to my brain
knock it all out before I'm insane.
Oh, Bill O'Reilly
Oh, Bill O'Reilly
What did I do to you?
To make you do this to me?
I got your panties in a bunch. Somehow.
We never even met.
I'm calling the police right now.
I think the punishment. You should clean my carpets.
You got 'em all dirty when you came inside.
You forgot to wipe your feet but that's alright.
Hey, wait a minute.
Why do ghosts even have dirty feet?
Bill O'Reilly has my home invaded.
Taken all my stuff like a VanGogh painting.
Seriously, I had one.
It was right over the fireplace.
Bill O'Reilly came to see me.
Took my painting.
You must believe me.
He took all the things I can't even mention.
I was a virgin.
I can't believe what he's done to me.
I can't believe what he's done to me.
I can't believe what he's done to me.
He came into my home and he took what he please.
Just because he's a celebrity
Does it sound right to you well it doesn't to me.
I guess he's got some rules of his own.
I'm not good enough to even know.
He busted down my front door.
He even took my wood burning stove.
The fifth rider of the 'Pokalypse
The fifth rider of the 'Pokalypse
He's the fifth rider of the 'Pokalypse
The fifth rider of the 'Pokalypse
He's the fifth rider of the 'Pokalypse
