Child King (Parody of "Wild Thing")

Yeshua!
 Work with all the sheep -- that's my prime source of money
 So when the sheep get dumb I can go and I find where they're runnin'
 Most were sound asleep -- I saw this curly sheep was jumpy
 In the blink of an eye, she got mesmerized and went to discover something
 Went to use my shepherd's crook, she headed for the briars
 I said, "There's something goin' on, baby girl" and "I'm gonna find ya"
 She took a little spill and fell -- she slipped, poor little thing
 I went to free my sheep in her moment of need
 And that led us to the Child King
 Child King
 Child King
 Shocking as it was, looking awesome, way up high
 I saw this person it was not some bird but if he had to he just might fly
 He looked at me, "A child," he said, "that God sent is born tonight"
 'Cause there's hope for thee, I bring goodwill and peace and news of Christ
 So I turned into a mouse – I think that dude could hover
 I feared before but yo, here's some more
 I looked up and there were some others
 I didn't know what to say – all those angels on the wing
 But they sang a tune – and I was quite moved
 And I left to view the Child King
 Child King
 I left to view the Child King
 Child King
 Please, baby, baby, please
 You'd possibly expect they'd bling Him out with all this hype
 But when me and the crew went to his digs
 He wasn't really the rich-guy type
 Saw this precious little babe cryin', lyin' on a bed of straw
 This sweet young miss, though, gave Him a kiss
 And I knew that she was His ma
 She took us to their living room – it was part outside
 He didn't glow but He fit the profile
 I made up my own mind
 I couldn't get Him off my thoughts
 It was ... a dramatic thing
 But that's what happened to a lot of us after
 From viewin' the Child King
 Child King
 We went to view the Child King
 Please, baby, baby, please
 Child King!
 You know that Kid'll grow and I mean no disrespect
 But sometimes some Christians want Him to stop
 So they're spared His blood and death
 They want Him to come and stay
 A cute and little prince
 But if He's still a child He can't save you later, and forgive your sins
 So when there's snow at Christmas
 Let's look at it another way
 Our sins are whiter than snow because He took the toll
 We weren't prepared to pay
 He was all alone when He set the tone
 When they killed Him one spring
 He needed to be older
 To make you holy
 'Cause a babe can't do that kind of thing
 Save us?
 Yo, suffering's not for kiddies
 That swaddlin' babe?
 Just wait about 30 years
 Catch Him at Easter, baby
 Child King!