A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach
Where I used to build castles in the sticky heat
A cyclone destroys an ancient site
A killer strikes twice in one night
But Jesus was crucified for doing nothing
And God is worshiped for even less
A choir boy is buried on the moor
A nine-year-old is forced to be a w****
Some kids are best left to fend for themselves
And others are born to stack shelves
But Jesus was crucified for doing nothing
And God is worshiped for even less
Sometimes I wander and forget myself
I'm just escaping while I stack these shelves
But Jesus was crucified for doing nothing
And God is worshiped for even less
Where I used to build castles in the sticky heat
A cyclone destroys an ancient site
A killer strikes twice in one night
But Jesus was crucified for doing nothing
And God is worshiped for even less
A choir boy is buried on the moor
A nine-year-old is forced to be a w****
Some kids are best left to fend for themselves
And others are born to stack shelves
But Jesus was crucified for doing nothing
And God is worshiped for even less
Sometimes I wander and forget myself
I'm just escaping while I stack these shelves
But Jesus was crucified for doing nothing
And God is worshiped for even less