Everybody needs a ninja- something I have always said -'cause you never know when someone else might want to see you dead. Everybody needs a ninja, ninjas know just when to strike. Though they dress the same, I'd never say that they all look alike ('cause that ain't right).
They do ninja moves with ninja things, watch ninja ball with ninja wings and ninja beers that they can kill one bottle at a time. They strike from near or far away, you'll never know if you're their prey. They always make their getaway- no ninja-prints or stars are left behind.
Everybody needs a ninja, maybe one or two at work, so that you can use one when your boss is acting like a jerk. Everybody needs a ninja, well that's a simple fact of life. They can kill with sheets of paper, they don't need no stinking knife.
They live their lives so secretly and ninjas kill so gracefully, they leap from tree to tree like Jackie Chan or Chow Yun-Fat. They use their super ninja-power to kill someone at any hour, they could be hiding in your shower. You never know just where they're at.
Everybody needs a ninja, ninja podcasts are the best, but they only let you listen if you pass a ninja test. (Not like the rest.) Everybody needs a ninja, it's good to have one on your side. Everybody loves a friend who would avenge them if they died. (That's ninja pride.)
The ninjas are your biggest fan if you're a member of their clan, and if you're not your plan had better be to run like hell 'cause ninjas find you anywhere, there might be ninjas in your hair or hiding in your underwear. They're everywhere but nobody can tell.
Everybody needs a ninja. There's one right behind me now.