Lyrics Jesus On Extasy

Jesus On Extasy

Assassinate Me

Why don't you drag and drop

Instead of copy and paste?

But you put me in your dustbin

You've got nothing to waste

No I neither came to preach and nor to amuse you

I'm not the king of pop who intends to abuse you

When we get on stage I know you watch in the crowd

I know you want us silent but I shout it out loud:

Assassinate me like you did with JFK

Assassinate me like you did with Johnny-boy

Assassinate me, that's the way to solve your problems

But you cannot mute the voice in your head

I know you call me bitch, just a fucking faggot

But in fact you fear the mirror which I'm holding towards your face

Get some advice from me

You're so fuckin' damn ugly

You should take all your money

Get some plastic surgery

When we get on stage I know you watch in the crowd

I know you want us silent but I shout it out loud:

Assassinate me like you did with JFK

Assassinate me like you did with Johnny-boy

Assassinate me, that's the way to solve your problems

But you cannot mute the voice in your head

I'm a product of your mind

I'm a product of your mind

I'm a product of what you've been thinking

And you should be ashamed for what's going on in your head

Assassinate me like you did with JFK

Assassinate me like you did with Johnny-boy

Assassinate me, that's the way to solve your problems

But you cannot mute the voice in your head

Assassinate me like you did with JFK

Assassinate me like you did with Johnny-boy

Assassinate me, that's the way to solve your problems

But you cannot mute the voice in your head