Baby boom go boom
Baby boom go bump
Baby boom goes straight to the edge
And someone hollers "jump"
You gotta be dead to be bigger than life
But everyone's afraid to fly
Everyone wants to be on a postage stamp
But nobody wants to die
Better bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Then read the letters that the children write
To the standard white Santa Claus
The want flash - somethin' awesome
Somethin' with a little kick
Somethin' semi-automatic
Just might do the trick
They want weapons to arm themselves
Against every childhood fear
They want rockets to fly up to heaven
And get the hell out of here
See the devils and the angels
See how shamelessly they dance
Defyin' the laws of gravity
On the shoulders of romance
The sensations - the temptations
Our forefathers have succombed to
And the bittersweet fragrance
Our noses have been numbed to
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Then read the letters that the children write
To the standard white Santa Claus
How grim our lives would be
If not for children's laughter
Like scary old fairy tales
With no happily-ever-after
Talkin' on telephones across time zones
Payin' the futility bill
Prayin' for rain, punchin' clocks
Changin' the world like I change my socks
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
Then read the letters that the children write
To the standard white Santa Claus