I've got a crooked agenda, and I've got kool-aid
I've got empty pockets and a three-pronged plan
I've got the answer to questions that make your head swim
I've got tunnel vision, but I'll get you there

Let's start a cult in my basement
I've gotta find a way to make rent
Makeshift-messiah, no replacement
Let's start a cult

I've got an honest face and a high school diploma
I've got a clear conscience and the know-how, too
If you were an eskimo I'd sell you an igloo
I've got tunnel vision, but I'll get you there

Let's start a cult in my basement
I've gotta find a way to make rent
Makeshift-messiah, no replacement
Let's start a cult