Deep inside the house of white  Elected tools decide our plight  If we live or if we die  Controlling minds, robbing blind  Moral crimes    Beware, false prophets, beware    He'll come in the form of a reverend clown  And tell his flock to gather round  He slays with his tongue  And not a sword  A celluloid jesus, a plastic lord  For your dashboard    Beware, false prophets, beware    He wares a flag of red, white, and blue  An ancient actor with a twisted view  His final picture is final part  His slice of history the war he starts  Blown apart!