Today's the day I'm gonna get my sword

Know my face claims "relaxed"

But I'm eyeing the glass

Today's the day I'm gonna get my sword

Ripped it right from my spine

Ripe and fresh to get mine

"Wowee", them, at me and my sword

Acting on my own accord

Why, just last week I parked in the city, leaving

Not a thing that you could offer

Me, now with silver blade

Slicing through some weak charade

With all the force of a decade

Silently prepping for this day

'Cause today's the day I'm gonna get my sword

Know I've been wrong before

But now the far stars ensure

Today's the day I'm gonna get my sword

'Cause you'd sell me out for a Xanax

And a spot on the guest list

Go!

(Ba ba ba)