you want a medal for the things you've done
well prizes don't come around as easy as you want 'em
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, cheers to you and your poker face
hip hip hooray you're our saving grace, heres 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, cheers to you and your poker face
hip hip hooray you're our saving grace, heres to you
you highten yourself, to lower the blame...and
you martyr yourself, to highten your fame...and
you lower yourself to draw the compassion, cheers to you
you want a medal for the things you've done,
but if you really did a damn thing we would have 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, cheers to you and your poker face
hip hip hooray you're our saving grace, heres to you