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They Might Be Giants Lincoln Kiss Me, Son Of God 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 a 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 a world screams "Kiss me, Son of God" I look like Jesus, so they say But Mr. Jesus is very far away now you7re 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" -------------------------------------------------------------------- DON'T BLAME ME... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Eric Wincentsen "Greetings from the Humungous- 267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu The Lord Humungous!" Glendale Community College, -The Road Warrior Glendale, Arizona ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I DIDN'T VOTE FOR SLICK WILLY! |
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