Levon wears his war wound like a crown He calls his child Jesus 'cause he likes the name And he sends him to the finest school in town.
Levon, Levon likes his money He makes a lot they say Spend his days counting In a garage by the motorway
He was born a pauper To a pawn on a Christmas day When the New York Times Said God is dead and war's begun Alvin Tostig has a son today
And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon In tradition with the family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon.
Levon's sells cartoon balloons in town His family business thrives Jesus blows up balloons all day Sits on the porch swing watching them fly And Jesus, he wants to go to Venus Leave Levon far behind Take a balloon and go sailing, While Levon, Levon slowly dies.
And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon