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