Standard White Jesus
Timbuk3

Intro: Am

Am                               E7
Baby boom go boom, baby boom go bump
                                                         Am
Baby boom goes straight to the edge, and someone hollers jump
                                                                    E7
You gotta be dead to be bigger than life, but everyoneŐs afraid to fly
                                                             Am
Everyone wants to be on a postage stamp, but nobody wants to die

             Am                                        E7
(Better) bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
                                              Am
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
                                              Dm
Bow down to the standard white Jesus on the cross
             E7                                                            Am
And read the letters that the children write to the standard white Santa Claus

They want flash, somethinŐ awesome, somethinŐ with a little kick
SomethinŐ 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
DefyinŐ the laws of gravity on the shoulders of romance
The sensations, the temptations our forefathers have succumbed to
And the bittersweet fragrance our noses have been numbed to

Refrain
Break

How grim our lives would be if not for childrenŐs laughter
Like scary old fairy tales with no happily-ever-after
TalkinŐ on telephones across time zones, payinŐ the futility bill
PrayinŐ for rain, punchinŐ clocks
ChanginŐ the world like I change my socks

Refrain
And read the letters that the children write
To the standard white Santa Claus