Gene, Gene, shows up in red
Clerical robes, long and lean
And your morals are so very twisted, you know
Come down from your pulpit, Gene

Gene, Gene, while you are alive
What model have you been?
To the kids, with wide eyes
Why don't you realize
your leadership fails, Mr. Gene

To the sheep in the valley you're no shepherd
From the sweet laws of nature you've
Gone far astray
you have caused much dissension
Is that your mission?

Oh Gene, Gene
Your robes are so red
Reckless and careless you've been
Children looking at you, know the things that you do
Come down from your pulpit, Gene

Gene, Gene, while you are alive
What model have you been?
And think, if you will, while you're loving on Bill
What message you send, Mr. Gene