All rise for the sermon song
It's time for a political sing along
Democracy cheers, let the people decide
Till the crowd picks evil and righteousness hides
We want a king, Israel cried with their lungs
But God rolled his eyes
your sons bow to the king or the council or maybe the mob submit to the ruler
whoever gets the job but remember this truth as you pledge your salute God's
throne don't need votes it's eternally absolute communist dream
Of the world sharing rice, but forget they need prisons to make it look nice
Socialists share with a kind little shove, but forced charity ain't what comes from above
Anarchy chance, no kings, no law, till the neighbor takes your cow and your straw
Your day