(instrumental intro)

Johnny A. was a preacher's son.
And from his daddy, he learned to "right what was wrong."
John was speaking in tongues when he'd start talkin.'
He'd sound silly, when he'd start squawkin' :
"Begone, ye sinners! Just start walkin'!"
A glazed look was in his eyes.
He chose to spread his lies.

Now Attorney General, and he's creepy...
John, the son of a preacher man.
"Let the eagle soar," and he gets weepy.
He's the son of a preacher man.
Heads the Fuzz, the Fuzz, ooh, yes, the Fuzz.

He's no good, and his past was sleazy.
Lost his post to a dead guy.
While our nation's sleep-walking, we see
Him come and tell us, "Everything is all Right."
Dismissed his critics, "Terrorists are in sight!"
Can he get his way, without a fight?

Now Attorney General, and he's creepy...
John, the son of a preacher man.
"Let the eagle soar," and he gets weepy.
He's the son of a preacher man.
He heads the Fuzz, the Fuzz, ooh, yes, the Fuzz.

Do well to remember...
This kook wants to plant more spies.
What he misses, he'll see from the skies.
Tellin' us, "Hey, you're all mine!"
"Sinnin' is what y'all are sowin' "
Look and see his power growin'.

Now Attorney General, and he's creepy...
John, the son of a preacher man.
"Let the eagle soar," and he gets weepy.
He's the son of a preacher man.
He heads the Fuzz, the Fuzz, ooh, yes, the Fuzz.

(The only A.G. who was so preachy)
Was the sin-stalkin' son of a preacher man.
(The only A.G. who was so preachy)
Was John, son of a preacher man.

(The only A.G. who was so preachy)
Was the sin-stalkin' son of a preacher man.
(The only A.G. who was so preachy)
Was John, son of a preacher man.

(repeat last verse and fade)