Megalomaniac

I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen
It's 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! You're no
F***ing Elvis! Wash your hands clean of yourself Baby
and step down! 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
I'd be only one.


Hey! Megalomaniac! You're no Jesus! You're no
F***ing Elvis! Wash your hands clean of yourself Baby
and step down!
Step down!
Step down!


You're No Jesus. You're No Elvis! You're No Answer!