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Now the preacher and the president
Trying to find where the money went
They built a church and a big old racket
And the rest went to their pockets
They seen a man up on the moon
With a cup and a silver spoon
They said he was heaven-sent
He had a letter from the president
I can set you free
If you walk for me
I can take your soul
Play me what you want
He was out on the campaign trail
Kissing babies and a fine young girl
Every day he would give a speech
Every night he would run to the street
But when he went to church
The preacher knew all of his tricks
And if the preacher shot him
He had his hands in both his pockets
I can set you free
If you walk for me
I can take your soul
Play me what you want
He said, Father, I have sinned
But you know the shape that I'm in
Sometimes I have been bad
But there's things I had to have
Like a car and a diamond ring
And a beast on a golden chain
But I'm gonna change my ways
Right before judgment day
They say life is bad
All we get is cash
Leave it up for gold
At night we lock the door
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
He had a two-headed snake
With a rattly foot that shakes
He had a one-sided coin
When you bet, you was always wrong
He had a woman who could tell the stars
But didn't preach the famine and the war
He had a baby who could write his name
When he cried, it would start the rain
He had a five-pointed star
With an eyeball in a jar
A lock of hair from a virgin's head
And a book that was not there
That's not right
That's not right
That's not right
Oh, that's not right