Hoi polloi, hail and praise!
You’ll meet our kings today
They’ve got the royal touch
Your body, theirs to judge

Body politic
Body politics
Doesn’t wear a stitch
Body politic

Glowing!
As Gabriel
All that’s earthly
So unworthy of him!

Beastly!
As Beelzebub
All that’s earthly
So perversely for him!

Take off your paper gown
The kings will see you now
They’ll lay their hands on you
To imbue rectitude

Body politic
Body politics
Doesn’t wear a stitch
Body politic

Polling!
Of the polis
Shows the police
Need to increase their reach!

Unclean!
Means unseen
‘Till they screen
Fleshly obscene hygiene!

The kings find you unwell
Your belly’s yet to swell
Divinitus awaits
Double-teaming creates

Body politic
Body politics
Doesn’t wear a stitch
Body politic