When we were young
They taught that he was the one,
The one that carried the weight of the world.
He paid for our sins,
Got needles and pins,
Got a spanking for our heartlessness.
Never no complaints, they said he was a saint
'cause he knew his aim was true.
His followers defy him,
They daily crucify him
On their narrow-minded prejudices.

Aiaiaiai, free me from these nails,
Aiaiaiai, search for the Holy Grail.

(chorus)
Christ is dressed in black,
Pope doesn't wear underwear.
Christ is dressed in black,
Pope burn your dick in a chandelier.

God sent his son
Not to carry a gun
Though it may have occurred in his mind,
For what should one do
With a breed oh so cruel
That gets a kick from killing its own kind.
Never no pay, never no lay
Though all the women would have blown that job.
The lawmen despised him,
They were eager to sacrifice him
On the altar of their own pride

Aiaiaiai, free me from these nails,
Aiaiaiai, search for the Holy Grail

(chorus)
Christ is dressed in black….

Tell me that the world
Is saved by the bells
Of a lonely wooden Tower
Reaching heaven, burning in hell.

Every time I put my head to rest
I realise that He's the best
No second thoughts, no Dead Sea-rolls
He's the man from East to West
Oooh oooh Holy Shit
John and Mary, your son's a hit
Oooh oooh, no regrets,
The Walker Brothers sing at request.

Aiaiaiai, free me from these nails,
Aiaiaiai, search for the Holy Grail.

(chorus)
Christ is dressed in black…

God sent his son
Not to carry a gun
Though it may have occurred in his mind.