My mum took me to a parade
When I was six years old
I saw a man who wore a smile
And a cardboard crown of gold
My mother said the greatest king
Always looked forlorn
The greatest king my mother said,
He wore a crown of thorns
My mum read me a story
'bout a princess and a pea
'bout how the princess's ass was softer
Than mine must be
Mother said the greatest prince
Slept on a bed of straw,
Born in a lowly stable
And he wore a crown of thorns
He wore a crown of thorns
I saw a man in uniform
Up on a big fine horse
I thought he was soldier
Though he was a cop of course
My mother said the greatest soldier's clothes
Were tattered and torn
And he rode upon a donkey
And he wore a crown of thorns
He wore a crown of thorns
I saw a billboard by the road
Said I would be reborn
Had a picture of a skinny man
Wearing a crown of thorns
I asked "ma is that him, the greatest king of all?
'cause if it is I do not like the look of him at all"
The greatest king my mother said,
He wore a crown of thorns