Megalomaniac Lyric Incubus

I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen.
It's unkind but...
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone.

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself, maniac, and
Step down
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)
And there was never meant to be only one
To be only one

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself, maniac, and
Step down
Step down
Step down

Step down
Step down
Oh, step down

You're no Jesus.
You're no Elvis.
You're no Jesus.
You're no Jesus.
You're no Elvis.
You're no answer.

Step down
Step down
Step down
Step down
Hey, hey.

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself, baby, and
Step down
Step, step down
Step down
Oh, step down
Oh, step down
Step down...