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 gravе and back
I guess He didn't do all that
Good for nothing

So he criеd 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 at night, black and blue eyed, prayers that she prayed weren't

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