"Do the Right Thing" and set Mike Huckabee on fire.

Your ancestors possessed me

The witch hunt began

I buried your bible

In the Puritan sand

I dug up the trenches

Where the heathens were stirring

They erected an oak pole

Where the righteous would be burning

The people who begged you

And swelled with a faith

That one day you'd help them

And grant them their gain

But you printed the symbols that execute rights

You've so generously supplied the fuel for a light

That ignites a sky on a pillar of wood

On which a govern'r restrained

So sobbingly stood

And cried to the moon

"Do the the Right Thing,

And end this mad witch hunt.

Do not burn your king."