Levon wears his war wound like a crown He calls his child Jesus Because 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 Spends his days counting In his 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 the war's begun Alvin Tostig has a son today And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man Yes, he shall be Levon With tradition and a family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon Levon sells cartoon balloons in town His family business thrives Jesus blows up balloons all day He 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, oh, Levon slowly dies He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day When the New York Times said God is dead And the war's begun Alvin Tostig had a son today And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon With tradition and a family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon And he shall be And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon In tradition and a family plan And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man And he shall be Levon