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