How Many Times

Saw him on the sidewalk

Of a New York City street

Lying in the morning rain

Saw him stumbling through the dust

Of an Arizona parking lot

Mumbling something about the pain

Walking down a jungle road

Fire falling from the sky

Left Him hanging on a tree

Lord, he never done nothing wrong

But how many times we gonna make him die?

How many times we gonna make him die?

How many times we gonna make him die?

You ever stop and think about

The way we're living our lives

Think about all the things we've said and done

You know that every time we tell a lie

Or we rip somebody off

Once again we've killed the only Son

Walking down a jungle road

Fire falling from the sky

Left Him hanging on a tree

Two thousand years ago

How many times we gonna make him die?

How many times we gonna make him die?

Every time we tell another lie

Every time we tell another lie