When [bad word] to suprises
In the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying

"I The Best"

With the slightest little effort
Of my ghost-like charms
I have seen grown men give out a shriek
With the wave of my hand
And a well placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet

Yet year after year
It's the same routine
And I grow so weary
Of the sound of screams
And I I I I "I The Best"

I'm the master of fright and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
I The Best best best best