Let's have Christ our President. Let us have him for our king. Cast your vote for the Carpenter. That they call the Nazarene. The only way. We could ever beat. These crooked politician men. Is to cast the moneychangers. Out of the temple. Put the Carpenter in. Oh it's Jesus Christ our President. God above our king. With a job and pension for young and old. We will make hallelujah ring. Every year we waste enough. To feed the ones who starve. We build our civilization up. And we shoot it down with wars. But with the Carpenter. On the seat. Way up in the capitol town. The USA. Be on the way. Prosperity bound