Murder On My Mind - The Hellacopters

Murder On My Mind - The Hellacopters
Try to convince yourself
That you're doing me a favor
When not too deep inside you
That it ain't so
So you compete with the arts
And your act is climbing up the charts
You can pick up a piece of the
Latest release with ease
So easy
You pass out credits and pretend to run the show
I'd like to think you know
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
You and your kind are growing
Fat on other's labour
You steal candy from kids
And pat them on their backs
Got what the public demands
And the blood of elvis on your hands
You sell it by the drop and every
Junkie wanna cop some flavor
Got a remastered revolution out
With bonus tracks
Guess you stabbed a few backs
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
I got murder on my mind
That simple thing was meant
To help and to heal
Somehow recently it lost it's appeal
You got it butchered and sold it by the cut
But hey at least you sold a lot
First you killed the heartbeat
And then you killed the soul
You killed rock