Tear up the roads,
And darken the sky,
Then burn down the villages,
For the world is ours tonight.

Take down all the skyscrapers,
For they have gone awry.
Crash all of the stock markets,
The money is ours tonight.

Erase millennia of history,
In the blink of a tired eye.
And shred all of the math notebooks,
The facts are ours tonight.

Destroy the wonders of the world
And the roller coasters, aye,
And of course kill all the Disney crew,
The fun is ours tonight.

Wreak havoc on the newspapers;
That paparazzi’s sly,
Don’t read a single word of it,
The press is ours tonight.