Locked - Mutha's Day Out

You put me on my cross

That’s what you did

That’s what you’ll always do

You pierced my aching side

Until the bloody water flowed

On to the ground, my mother cried

Mother Mary’s not her name

As the nails throbbed

Slowly in my hands

The vinegar tastes fine

Won’t you hide with me

Don’t ask me

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my crown

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my crown

A crown of thorns deep on my head

I cried a tear as they drank my blood

They yelled and screamed and mocked my name

Never really undrstood

Who are you to cast a stone

When I hold as many stons as you

You’re nailed me to my cross

That’s what you did

That’s what you’ll do

Won’t you hide with me

Don’t ask me

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my crown

Why do you tear me down

Why do you, Why do you

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my crown

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my

It seems I’m locked in my closet

And that’s where I make my stand

I’m locked away

I’m put away

All hope I can’t contain

You keep me from a world outside

Where nobody knows my name

You’ve got me down

Don’t you hide with me

Don’t ask me

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my crown

Why do you tear me down

Why do you, Why do you

Why do you tear me down

Why do you smear my crown

Why do you, Why do you

Why do you, Why do you, Why do you