I built a little empire out of
Some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me "Your Highness"
And the world screams "Kiss me, son of God!"
I destroyed the bond of friendship and respect
Between the only people left
Who'd even look me in the eye
Now I laugh and make a fortune
Off the same ones that I tortured
And the world screams "Kiss me, son of God!"
I look like Jesus
So they say
But Mr Jesus is very far away
Now you're the only one here
Who can tell me if it's true
That you love me
And I love me!
I built a little empire out of
Some crazy garbage
Called the blood of the exploited working class
But they've overcome their shyness
Now they're calling me "Your Highness"
And the world screams "Kiss me, son of God!"
Yes, the world screams "Kiss me, son of God!"
