Jesus’ hands were kind hands, doing good to all,
London Town excepted, also Montreal:
There the sick are shafted, there the feeble fall.
(Oops, I told a porky! Ethics? Bugger all!)
Take my hands, Lord Jesus, let them work for you,
Selling health insurance to the well-to-do;
The poor are always with us, taxes are taboo:
I’m all right, Lord Jesus - so the poor get screwed!
(Tune: Au clair de la lune)