Peter Pumpkin Head came to town
Spreading wisdom and cash around
Fed the starving and housed the poor
Showed the Vatican what gold's for
But he made too many enemies
Of the people who would keep us on our knees
Hooray for Peter Pumpkin
Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkin Head?
Oh my, Peter Pumpkin Head pulled them all
Emptied churches and shopping malls
Where he spoke, it would raise the roof
Peter Pumpkin Head told the truth
But he made too many enemies
Peter Pumpkin Head put to shame
Governments who would slur his name
Plots and sex scandals failed outright
Peter merely said any kind of love is alright
But he made too many enemies
Peter Pumpkin Head was too good
Had him nailed to a chunk of wood
He died grinning on live TV
Hanging there he looked a lot like you and an awful lot like me
But he made too many enemies
Hooray for Peter Pumpkin
Who'll pray for Peter Pumpkin?
Hooray for Peter Pumpkin Head
Oh my, oh my oh, doesn't it make you want to cry oh?

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