You might think
that
Jehovah's
coming over, but
I believe it's the
Devil,
who knocks at the door.

There is no
Samson
to pull down his temple,
there are no
fishermen
strung out on the shore,
there are no flaming
white lights on
the mountain,
there's only the
Devil
who knocks at
your door.


you can ram the book of the ******
up his backside,
but you can't hide in the
folds of undress,
we may be naked
and pure
but of this
I am sure,
it's the Devil that
knocks at the
door.