Levon wears his war wound like a crown

He calls his child Jesus

'Cause he likes the name

And he sends him to the finest school in town



Levon, Levon likes his money

He makes a lot they say

Spends his days counting

In the garage by the motorway



He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day

When the New York Times said God is dead

And the war's begun

Alvin Tostig has a son today



And he shall be Levon

And he shall be a good man

And he shall be Levon

In tradition with the family plan

And he shall be Levon

And he shall be a good man

And he shall be Levon



Levon sells cartoon balloons in town

His family business thrives

Jesus blows up balloons all day

Sits on the porch swing watching them fly



And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus

leaving Levon far behind

Take a balloon and go sailing

While Levon, Levon slowly dies



He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day

When the New York Times said God is dead

And the war's begun

Alvin Tostig has a son today