
[intro] . . . [Verse 1] Step right up, the savior's in the tent Seventy-nine years old and heaven-sent Fat little hands and a miracle tan God couldn't do it — but this man can He'll cure your cancer with a single tweet He'll fix the border while he skips the gym The files are sealed, the names stay neat And the list of friends? Don't mention him [Pre-Chorus] Leave your brain at the door, leave your soul behind It's a revival show with a business plan Touch the screen — he'll heal your mind Hallelujah brothers, vote for the man [Chorus] The Orange Fat Jesus is coming to town Gonna make you great while he burns it down Touch the screen before the gas hits a grand The Orange Fat Jesus — God's chosen man [Verse 2] He sent the ice trucks rolling through the street Rounding up the sinners, keeping heaven neat No room at the inn — well, there never was But the chosen one delivers, because he does He'll start a war by Thursday, end it Friday noon Bomb a couple countries underneath the moon The generals love him — well, the fired ones don't And the ones still standing learned that they won't [Pre-Chorus] Leave your brain at the door, leave your soul behind It's a revival show with a business plan Touch the screen — he'll heal your mind Hallelujah brothers, vote for the man [Chorus] The Orange Fat Jesus is coming to town Gonna make you great while he burns it down Touch the screen before the gas hits a grand The Orange Fat Jesus — God's chosen man [Bridge ] Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls The greatest show in the dying world! He heals the sick! He parts the debt! He's the best that America's ever met! The files? Sealed! The names? Gone! The war in Iran? Already won! Step right up, don't ask the price — Just don't get sick and just don't get nice He'll cure you of that filthy habit Of walking into hospitals — just quit it! God made the body, Donald made it great Now hands together — medicate with faith [Chorus] The Orange Fat Jesus is coming to town Gonna make you great while he burns it down Touch the screen before the gas hits a grand The Orange Fat Jesus — God's chosen man [Outro] Touch the screen. Touch it. He is risen. He is always rising. The Epstein files are fine. Everyone is fine. The deportation is mercy. The war is peace. A gallon of gas is just a small miracle away. Believe in him. Buy the coin. Buy the Bible. He will heal you of your pre-existing conditions. He will heal you of your questions. He is seventy-nine years old and he will live forever. Tremendous. The best death anyone has ever seen. Believe me. . . [end]

