.[Verse 1]
All hail, the jester has landed,
In flyover country he sings.
Charmed like a snake in a basket,
Should be curled up and ready to spring.
We're raising our cross just to burn it,
The clergy are selling their souls.
Clearing a path, ignoring the facts,
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