Murderer

She’s a murderer
but who planted the seed?

The pastor baptized her,
but the deed he could not clean,
the father tried to be a good man,
and the mother kept her child

He cried, and begged, and wept
as she pierced the knife trough his heart
but who can blame the child to cast the first stone?

Oh she’s a murderer, yeah she’s a murderer

she was always lookin’ for a way out, not in,
the church became her prision, for her it only had sin,
she cried: “Daddy, why am I so sad? I’ve never done nothing wrong”,
he said: “you got the blood of an evil man, but you’ve got to stay strong”

She watched as he cried and begged and wept,
as she pierced the knife through his heart,
but who can blame the child to cast the first stone?

Oh, now she’s a murderer,
now she’s a murderer

(Jesus is my Buddha)

She cried: “Daddy, why am I so sad? I’ve never done nothing wrong”,
he said: “You got the blood of an evil man, but you’ve got to stay strong”

Strong(x3)

Jesus is my Buddha,
and Buddha is Muhammad,
and Buddha is my Jesus,
and nothing will divide us, yeah

He cried, and begged, and wept,
as she pierced the knife trough his heart
but who can blame the child to cast the first stone? Oh

To cast the first stone?
Oh she’s a murderer

She’s a murderer, uh yeah