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There's an little wasel 'bout three-foot nine
Face up from cryin' 'n lyin'
her sweet little hubby's
Suckin' prong part
(in the of the lord)

Get a clue, little
Oh yeah, oh
Jesus you're a jerk

Did he choose tammy to do his work?
Robertson that he's the one
Oh he is,
If
Is your idea of fun,
An' he's got planned for you!
(now, me that ain't true)

Now, what if slightly gay,
pat let jimbo get away?
Everything we've him say
Indicated jim must pay,
(and it might hurt a bit)
But that money rollin' in,
pat and naughty jimbo
Can't get of it

Perhaps it's their
Of an action plan
To white trash a 'special break';
Well, they those jeezo-bucks and ran
To the bank! to the bank! to the bank! to the bank!
And night we can hear them thank
buddy, up above
For sending his love
(while you all the glove)

Jim and pat take a pole
(right up each glory-hole),
With tar and too --
Just they'd love to do to you

('cause think you are bad --
And they are mad)

'cause some folks want prayer in school!

(we'd an ark to survive the drool
Of micro-publicans, on hate,
And when they graduate)

Conviced they are chosen ones' --
And all parents carry guns,
And hold cards in the n.r.a.
(with their fingers on the
they kneel and pray)

With a muu-muu
In the of the truck,
If you born again,
They mess you up, screamin':
'no abortion, no-siree!'
too precious, can't you see!'
(what's that from the neighbor's tree?
Why, it like 'colored folks' to me --
they do that...seriously? )

Imagine if you
A television evangelist,
Saved from korean combat by his father, a u.s. senator

law --
But is not qualified to it

Father of a 'love
Who, in adulthood, the remnants
Of papa's religious program

not to be a 'faith healer',
But has, in the past,
Dealt stearnly everything from hemorrhoids to hurricanes

with funding for a 'secret war' in central america
Claiming ronald and oliver north as close friends

Involved in 'tax-avoidance schemes',
(under investigation for 16 by the i.r.s.)

Claims to be a man of
Currenty seeking the united presidency,
Hoping we will all him into --
The twilight

What if pat gets in the house,
And --
The rights of people' disappear

Now, wouldn't sort of qualify
As an tragedy?
(especially if he covers it up,
'jesus it to me!')

I hope we never see day,
In the of the free --
Or will we?
we?

And if you don't by now,
The truth of I'm tellin' you,
Then, I have failed somehow --

And jesus will think I'm a jerk, like you --
If you let those tv
a monkey out of you!

I
'jesus will think you're a
And it be true!

an old rugged cross
In the of cutton --
It's still on somebody's lawn
And it still rotten

Jim and tammy!
Oh, baby!
You go!
You got to go!