Crucify Him - Shane & Shane . I sing, "Hosanna!" when I want it all. Then I crucify the Son of God. Cause He isn't who I always thought. Not what I want, but what I needed. I sing, "How great and mighty is the King!" Just as long as He considers me High above every other thing. Even His glory. . Broken like a record. Spinning round and round Like a hurricane. I pour out water then I disappear. Reappearing when I fear enough, Or need a touch from You. I sing, "Hosanna!" once again Then I say, "Crucify Him!" . It's packaged differently than Pharisees. Wrapped in sing-a-longs and Christianese. Empty hallelujahs to the King. When my heart is loving idols. A man of sorrows acquainted with grief, He had no form; He had no majesty. How could He have the audacity To ask me to give Him my tomorrow? . Broken like a record. Spinni编辑于2010/05/27更新