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, 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, Jesus is my buddha, And buddha is muhammad, 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, To cast the first stone, Oh she's a murderer
