King Caesar

You want a medal For the things you've done Well prizes don't come around As easy as you want them now You want a mountain with your face engraved So everybody in the world can see the face of nothing changed Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you You want a monument erected in your name And odds are we will tear it down When you leave as quickly as you came You want a place in the history books But no one has changed history With double talk and dirty looks Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you You heighten yourself to lower the blame And you martyr yourself to heighten the fame And you lower yourself to draw the compassion Here's to you You want a medal for the things you've done But if you ever really did a damn thing We would've gave you one You want a mountain with your face engraved So everyone will know the face when approached by to run away Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you and your poker face Hip hip hooray, you're our saving grace Here's to you