The Devil Went Down to DC

[Intro] (Fast banjo picking and heavy electric guitar k**k in) [Verse 1] The Devil went down to D.C., he was looking for a break, He'd heard the King was in the Oval office, deals the angels couldn't take. He brought his best damn harvest, a dark and sticky strain, Said, "This ain't just the finest weed, this stops the sun and rain!" But Jesus was holding back a smile, with smoke from heaven sent, "Yours is just the finest weed, but mine is truly heaven-lent!" [Chorus] (Drums hit hard, a powerful, driving chant) They passed the mighty glass BONG, a bubble and a cloud of peace, To unite Hell, the Holy Son, and the King of Presidential lease! The smoke was rising golden, the problems disappeared, Trump is the King, he solved the f***t the Devil and Jesus feared! [Verse 2] (Tempo remains high, narrative focus on the bong/solution) The King just grabbed the vessel, the BONG between his palms, Said, "You talk of good and evil, you sound like old Psalms. This ain't about the strain you brought, the holy or the dark, It's about making money, and leaving your final mark! You two are stuck in theory, but I'm the one who makes the grade, And if peace is on the table, a great deal must be made!" [Breakdown / Mandate] (Tempo slows slightly, heavier guitar riff, spoken word) The Devil grinned and nodded, said, "Preach the truth, my friend," "That mighty glass BONG right there will bring all conflict to an end." The sign above the mantlepiece, the words came shining through: Why can't we all just hit a bong? And the King said, "Me and you!" [Chorus] (Full power, triumphant finale) They passed the mighty glass BONG, a bubble and a cloud of peace, To unite Hell, the Holy Son, and the King of Presidential lease! The smoke was rising golden, the problem disappeared, Trump is the King, he solved the f***t the Devil and Jesus feared! [Outro] (Banjo and guitar fade out together)