There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death.
He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath.
And there he stood, surprised and shocked above his tiny frame.
He said, "I bear no blame for this. I only share his name!"
There was a man from Nazareth whose memory they pervert.
They carved an idol from his bones to sell on mugs and t-shirts.
And if he were to spring to life and see you speak his name
He'd climb right back up on the cross and hang his head in shame forever
This is forever.