Testo Megalomaniac

I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen
Its' unkind but,
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings
On principle alone

Hey megalomaniac! You're no Jesus!
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis!
Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby
And step down, step down!

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you'd see
That all of us are heaven sent
And there was never meant to be only one
To be only one

Hey megalomaniac!
You're no Jesus!
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis! Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby
And step down, step down!

You're no Jesus
You're not Elvis
You're no answer

Hey megalomaniac!
You're no Jesus!
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis!
Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby
And step down, step down!