Crown of Thorns — текст песни (Johnny Hates Jazz)

You were yesterdays hero

An ordinary man of flesh and blood

Took the world on your shoulders

A hopeless crusade, and act of love



But its a world obsessed with religion

And now you wear the face of a god

Like the words you said, youre as good as dead

Just a work of art on the wall



And thats why nobody wears a crown of thorns

Nobody cares

Nobody wears a crown of thorns anymore



Holy men talk of hunger

While standing beneath a cross of gold

And there are preachers on the tv

In their thousand dollar suits, who sell your soul



To think you died for what you believed in

Only to be exploited and used

Now youre supermen from the promised land

Just a vision of hollywood



...anymore



You showed me that theres hope for humanity

But once more youre being betrayed



So many countries torn by their idols

Too many prophets screaming for blood

And they only hear what they want to hear

When it comes to God up above