Look out folks Here come da judge 10 feet tall 'n' has a grudge He won't waffle He don't fudge Bangs his gavel Like a sledge He'll look at you Like you are sludge
He don't hesitate He don't play You won't even have a say You don't walk the Christian way? He'll put you in His jail today!
He's not funny He is mean! He will judge you Sight unseen He'll just hear Your cheese is green And he will Look down With a lean.
He makes decisions Bangs his gavel Makes judgments with His Christian babble He will say that You can't travel If you transgress Your unraveled He thinks poor folks are The rabble.
Yep. He's a "Christian" And judgmental But he's just angry 'Coz he's mental
Yep. He's mental It is true. So don't let him Make you blue His only tongue Is in his shoe