(Your Favorite Martian. All right, here go. Check it out.) My grandmama used to tell me one day I would be king And that it could be me to put these dreams into a sling And fling 'em like a bullet 'til they beam the whole ruling regime in the melon. Then I tell 'em that I'm gonna reign supreme But it seems, I'm a damn salmon swimming upstream. I scream 'cause I know just why the caged bird sings. I'll adorn the king's throne, wear his treasure with pleasure, 'Cause this job is temporary, success is forever. Workin' every week at a job I can't stand. I always tell myself that one day I'll be the man. What we gonna do tonight, Brain? We're gonna take over the world. Gonna take over the world. Gonna take over the world. Na nananana na na. Nanananana na nananana na na. What we gonna do tonight, Brain? We're gonna take over the world. Gonna take over the world. Gonna take over the world. (Yeah. We're gonna take over the world, Dee Jay. Me and you. I love that sample. All right, here we go.) Imma shoot straight for the stars in my rocket. No time on the clock. I'm gonna stop it. Kryptonite in my pocket for all the cynical Supermen, surrounding me, crowding me, shrouding me with doubt. They don't how to be proud of me. 'Cause one day I'm gonna run this town when I seize the crown. It's gonna please the crowd. My hands and feet were bound to the ground, at least 'til now because this job is like a prison, but the beast is out. RAWR! I'm not just chasin' these dreams. I'm hiding out in the bushes, and then I wait 'til they leave and jump out and pistol-whip 'em with my loaded ambition. I'm not gonna front. I'm Ethan Hunt on this Impossible Mission. Listen! This ain't a game of Risk in the kitchen. I'm Stewie Griffin in this bitch, and I just flipped the ignition on a click of robotic ninjas programmed to kick my competition in the face. I swear to god one day I'll run this place. Workin' every week at a job I can't stand.