Somebody's Gotta Play Jesus
words and music By Anne Stott
Somebody's gotta play Jesus
All our hands are bound
Who'll wear that crown of thorns
Who'll bear the sins of your town
Your town
Your town
The son's trying to overthrow the father
The daughter's slipping out the back door
Mom's just trying to hold herself together
Martyred to each other
Clutching crosses of fear
Their lives yet to be mourned
Somebody's gotta play Jesus
All our hands are bound
Who'll wear that crown of thorns
Who'll bear the sins of your town
Your town
Your town
I've yet to see one kiss that doesn't betray
I've yet to meet one Judas who's not in pain
Can you find me one love that's not in vain
With our roles to play
The seal on our fate
Why's everyone still praying to be saved
Somebody's gotta play Jesus
All our hands are bound
Who'll wear that crown of thorns
Who'll bear the sins of your town
Your town
Your town
Harvey Milk played Jesus
Aileen Wuornos and New Orleans too
Elvis Presley played Jesus
Next time Jesus might play you
Somebody's gotta play Jesus
All our hands are bound
Who'll wear that crown of thorns
Who'll bear the sins of your town
Your town
Your town
© 2007 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.