You think you're a j** well himey I'm a priest
You think you got money your balls are at my feast
Spittin' on my palm before I shake your hand
I'll drag the who*e of babylon across your holy land
Look at all your wenches I got more madonna
You can s** my callused heels if you really wanna
You with an olive branch and chewin' on your nova
King of matzo fireballs when I pa** over
Call me suave mundi, call me p-rex
I got pope-alactics little boys and s**
Burning all your joys like a san francisco friar
Put down your holy cards 'cuz I can take you higher
Boiled all the cyanide in your unleavened head
Zyklon B'd your a** away and swept you out your bed
Mr Hitler's telephone hooked up all your numbers
f**ed your children with a diamond cross while your momma suffered
Baby I'm a roman well rabbi can't you see
Been raking in the shekels since you had leprosy
Benito mussolini and harry truman too
Everybody's ready heavy got to k** a j**
You call it israel I call it palestine
Call it a holocaust but I'm having such a good time
I can buy you hanukkah and take you for a whirl
That's the way it is when you're the king of the world
Now i'm old and polished white and pouting with a sneer
Empowered with my marbled eyes of which you're so endeared
If you got a prayer then make it loud and clear
'cuz I've got no time I'm the man of the year