Hellacopters Murder On My Mind Lyrics

Murder On My Mind Lyrics

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 



You and your kind are growing fat on others 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 



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 & roll 

I got murder on my mind