Lyrics Levon

Levon wears his war wound like a crown
He calls his child Jesus
Because 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 his 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
Yes, he shall be Levon
With tradition and a family plan
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
He shall be Levon

Levon sells cartoon balloons in town
His family business thrives
Jesus blows up balloons all day
He sits on the porch swing watching them fly

And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus
Leave Levon far behind
Take a balloon and go sailing
While Levon, oh, 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 had a son today

And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
With tradition and a family plan
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
He shall be Levon

And he shall be
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
In tradition and a family plan
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon