Plastic Jesus

Rackets and Drapes

Away in the manger, no crib for his bed


That's the story that they told you when they tucked you in


The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head


They never told you that's not where the story really ends





Plastic Jesus is plugged in, on each and every Christmas Day





Plastic Jesus, you will melt, you don't mean a thing to me


Plastic Jesus, mannequin, a statue that is not even real





The little man hanging from the cross on your neck


False advertisement cause that man you wear is no longer dead


Make a little gesture for the whole world to see


Just motion that you go through when you pray and eat





Plastic Jesus on the shelf, tell me how can he save himself?





Plastic Jesus, you will melt, you don't mean a thing to me


Plastic Jesus, mannequin, a statue that is not even real





Mary had the little lamb too...


Wash me clean cause I'm dirty, dirty


Wash me clean so I'm pretty, pretty