1-2. Is this any way to run a country?Is there an honest politician in the house?Behind the scenes you brew cauldrons of evil,behind closed doors you make deals with demons.
3-5. The wicked crawl from the wrong side of the cradle;their first words out of the womb are lies.Poison, lethal rattlesnake poison,drips from their forked tongues—Deaf to threats, deaf to charm,decades of wax built up in their ears.
10-11. The righteous will call up their friendswhen they see the wicked get their reward,Serve up their blood in gobletsas they toast one another,Everyone cheering, “It’s worth it to play by the rules!God’s handing out trophies and tending the earth!”