Murderer

She's a murderer but who planted the seed?
The pastor baptised her
But the deed he could not clean
The father tried to be a good man
And the mother kept her child

He cried and begged and wept
As she pierced the knife through his heart
But who could blame the child
To cast the first stone?
Oh, now she's a murderer
Now she's a murderer

She was always looking for a way out, not in
The church became her prison
For her, it only held sin
She cried, "Daddy, why am I so sad?
I've never done nothing wrong"
He said, "You got the blood of an evil man
But you've got to stay strong"

She watched as he cried and begged and wept
As she pierced the knife through his heart
But who could blame the child
To cast the first stone?
Oh, now she's a murderer
Now she's a murderer

She cried, "Daddy, why am I so sad?
I've never done nothing wrong"
He said, "You got the blood of an evil man
But you've got to stay strong"
Strong, strong, strong

Jesus is my Buddha and Buddha is Muhammad
And Buddha is my Jesus
And nothing will divide us

He cried and begged and wept
As she pierced the knife through his heart
But who could blame the child
To cast the first stone?
Oh, to cast the first stone
Oh, now she's a murderer
Now she's a murderer