Away in the manger, no crib for his bed

That's the story that they told you when they tucked you in

The little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head

They never told you that's not where the story really ends



Plastic Jesus is plugged in, on each and every Christmas Day



Plastic Jesus, you will melt, you don't mean a thing to me

Plastic Jesus, mannequin, a statue that is not even real



The little man hanging from the cross on your neck

False advertisement cause that man you wear is no longer dead

Make a little gesture for the whole world to see

Just motion that you go through when you pray and eat



Plastic Jesus on the shelf, tell me how can he save himself?



Plastic Jesus, you will melt, you don't mean a thing to me

Plastic Jesus, mannequin, a statue that is not even real



Mary had the little lamb too...

Wash me clean cause I'm dirty, dirty

Wash me clean so I'm pretty, pretty