Shooting and looking cool wearing sunglasses,
Running past zombies as slow as molasses,
Laughing at inferiors, plotting killings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Punching ten men seven feet in the air,
Killing off STARS and slicking back my hair,
Working for whoever, acting like a king,
These are a few of my favorite things.
Dressing in black 'cause it makes me feel pretty,
Laughing at those who others seem to pity.
Also, surviving whatever life brings,
These are a few of my favorite things.
When zombies bite,
When volcanoes are inconveniently placed,
When I'm feeling mad,
I simply remember I'm better than them,
And then I don't feel so bad.