I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
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Called the blood of the exploited working class
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But they've overcome their shyness
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Now they're calling me Your Highness
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And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
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I destroyed a bond of friendship and respect
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Between the only people left who'd even look me in the eye
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Now I laugh and make a fortune
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Off the same ones that I tortured
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And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
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I look like Jesus, so they say
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But Mr. Jesus is very far away
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Now you're the only one here who can tell me if it's true
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That you love me and I love me
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I built a little empire out of some crazy garbage
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Called the blood of the exploited working class
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But they've overcome their shyness
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Now they're calling me Your Highness
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And a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
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Yes a world screams, "Kiss me, Son of God"
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Kiss Me, Son Of God (Alternate Version)
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They Might Be Giants |