Kiss Me Son of God Songtext
von They Might Be Giants

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"