Megalomaniac de Incubus

I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, its' unkind heart
If I met you in a scene aflight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone.

:
Hey megalomaniac
You're not Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Special, as you know yourself, maniac
Step down,
step down.

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

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