I said to father hold onto your beads man I got a belly of sin to confess and I wanna know if your Lord can save me From the fires of hell that made me It isn't me on your crucifixion Cause I was driving the nails and the thorns in It isn't me that you know as the good son I shot Lennon down with a warm gun I wasn't born in the nativity scene I wasn't born in the nativity scene And one beautiful sunrise I put a jet in your high rise I'm not the guy that you pray for So bless me father for I have sinned I put your holy book in the dustbin I've been a travelling show for a long time And now I'm coming to your town tonight I wasn't born in the nativity scene I wasn't born in the nativity scene And when you call me I'll come 'round I'll put a fire in your compound It ain't me on your cross See you in hell! See you in hell! I put a jet in your high rise I put a jet in your high rise...