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And if these words you do not heed
Your pocketbook just kinda might
recede
When some man comes along and
claims godly need
He will clean you out right through your
tweed
*That's right, remember there is a big
difference between kneeling down
and bending over...*
He's got twenty million dollars
In his Heavenly Bank Account...
All from those chumps who was
*Born again*
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He's got seven limousines
And a private plane...
All for the use of his
*Special Friends*
Oh yeah, oh yeah
He's got thousand-dollar suits
And a Wembley Tie...
Girls love to stroke it
While he's on the phone
Oh yeah, oh yeah
At the House of Representatives
He's a groovy guy...
When he Gives Thanks
He is not alone...
He is dealin'
He is really dealin'
IRS Can't determine
Where *The Hook* is
It is easy with the Bible
To pretend that
You're in Show Biz
They won't get him
They will never get him
For the naughty stuff
That he did
It is best in cases like this
To pretend that
You are stupid
He's got *Presidential Help*
All along the way
He says the grace
While the lawyers chew
Oh yeah
They sure do
And the Govenors agree to say:
*He's a lovely man!*
He makes it easier for
Them to screw
All of you...
Yes, that's true!
'Cause he helps put *The Fear of God*
In the Common Man
Snatchin' up money
Everywhere he can
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
He's got twenty million dollars
In his Heavenly Bank Account
You ain't got nothin', people
You ain't got nothin', people
You ain't got nothin', people
Thank the man...oh yeah
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