Give me your money and
Give me your innocence
Give me your cellphone and your car

And if you tell your friends
You'll feel the consequences
And I will tell your mum

Beacause I am
The Blackmailman

Give me your new TV
Now it belongs to me
Give me all your toys

Unless you want a dead
Horse head inside your bed
Come on, you have no choice

Beecause I am
The Blackmailman

But to be honest with you
About the stuff that I do
I do the stuff to survive
Honesty is my Kryptonite

I come from outer space
To kill the human race
And I think I'll start with you

Aw... come on, don't be sad
Because the life you had
Was nothing but a stew

I am
An Alien