A man walks 'round , around the ball Millions of dollars for his trips In his hands the holy book Praying: "Down the disease" Hear what he prays, Don't trust the words Don't trust the lies 'bout the pill Millions of children Die by his words Die for belief in his lies Set them free He blesses the poor Someday god will help He's marching on to another town While they rest and wait for help Slowly the hunger rots 'em down Hear what he prays, Don't trust the words Don't trust the lies 'bout the pill Millions of children Die by his words Die for belief in his lies Set them free Thanks god for making them believe That I'm the holy father Next year I want to visit South America again. The military's very nice And the meals are very gently Ha, Ha, Ha ... Hear what he prays, Don't trust the words Don't trust the lies 'bout the pill Millions of children Die by his words Die for belief in his lies Set them free