Fed To Death

Am G F C G There was a man from Allentown who fed his son to death F C G He calmly watched him gorge himself until his final breath Am F C G And there he stood surprised and shocked above his tiny frame F C N.C. He said "I bear no blame for this; I only share his name!" C F C G There was a man from Nazareth the fools at war pervert Am G F C G They forged an image of his flesh to brand on mugs and T-shirts Am C F C G They say one day he'll spring to life to smile and clear your name Am C F C G So nail yourself up on the cross and hang your head in shame forever Dm Am G This is forever Dm Am G This is forever Dm Am G This is forever F5 A5 G5 N.C. This is forever Am C F C Am C F C