Good King Herod

Don't make any fuss
Don't make any noise
All you cute little girls
And sweet little boys
Good King Herod's coming to town

He's making a list
And checking it twice
'Gonna make really sure
All those babies are iced
Good King Herod's coming to town.

The prophecy had told him
His kingship would be lost
He'll make damn sure his sovereignty never will be crossed

So head for the hills
With your young'uns and tykes
You don't want to see
All their bodies on spikes
Good King Herod's coming to town.