Good For Nothing

Mama's got an ice pack on her cheek from late last night Brother's got a Batman blanket he's still holding tight There's a hole beside the wooden cross, hanging on the wall She's been thinking about taking it down Wondering if it's all Good for nothing And daddy's waking sober in the parking lot of the bar Staring at the Bible verses tattooed on his arm But the devil on his shoulder sounds a lot like his old man Telling him he's always been Good for nothing Like Nazareth, where the Son of Man was born Good for nothing Like two fish in the hands of a little boy Good for nothing's what they said He was, driving nails into His hands He's been to the grave and back I guess He didn't do all that Good for nothing So, he cried and talked to God as he pulled up to that front door He finally found forgiveness, had to have it from one more He told her he was sorry, but the only thing she heard Was all them up and night, black and blue eyes, prayers that she prayed were Good for nothing Like Nazareth, where the Son of Man was born Good for nothing Like two fish in the hands of a little boy Good for nothing's what they said He was, driving nails into His hands He's been to the grave and back I guess He didn't do all that Good for nothing Good for nothing Lord knows this world ain't perfect with the rough shape that we're in Thank God our good for nothing's more than good enough for Him Good for nothing Like Nazareth, where the Son of Man was born Good for nothing Like two fish in the hands of a little boy Good for nothing's what they said He was, driving nails into His hands He's been to the grave and back I guess He didn't do all that Good for nothing