Jesus Christ Pose

In your Jesus Christ pose
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Nails, nails, like I'm driving the nails, nails
And you swear to me, you don't want to be my slave
In your Jesus Christ pose
(Poor)
Than to bury you poor

In your Jesus Christ pose
Nails, like I'm driving the nails, nails, like I'm driving the nails
In your Jesus Christ pose
In your Jesus Christ pose
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose
In your Jesus Christ pose

Than to wear a crown of thorns?
Thorns and shroud, like it's the coming of the Lord

Thorns and shroud, like it's the coming of the Lord
But you're staring at me like I, like I need to be saved

But you're staring at me like I'm, like I'm driving the nails
Saved, like I need to be saved, saved
Would it pay you more to walk on water
Arms held out
And I swear to you, I would never feed you pain