I saw a priest standing on the side of the road,
With a sign that said that the great Lord,
Would spare him a dime or two in exchange for his soul,

If the devil stood in the same spot,
Of that same road, with that very sign,
That said for a dime or two, he'd get your soul...

We'd be whipped into a panic, mass hysteria,
We'd incite a religious riot, and ****** our calloused hands,
We'd take our god and guns and shoot the devil down,
Right where he stood with the same **** sign as beloved Reverend Brown,

There's that man again on the TV, spreading the curse of God,
I wish I didn't have these ears that hear his horrid lies,
If God loves us equally, then why do we fight for him?
If God is so peaceful, then why does he make us fight for him?

We've been whipped into a panic, black mass hysteria,
We've incited a religious riot, and bloodied our calloused hands,
We've taken our gods and guns and shot the devil down,
Right where he stood with the same **** sign as beloved Reverend Brown.