The Homeless Gospel Choir - Satan Song

Satan rides a motorcycle on the highways in my mind
Diesel gas, and an E-Z Pass he's leaving everybody else behind
He's drinking PBR from a tall boy paper bag
He welded truck nuts to his bike and wrapped himself in an American flag
Wrapped himself in an American flag

Satan drives an SUV with no passengers in the HOV lane
He doesn't care about the poor gas mileage
He's been texting while he's driving
He is smiling when you're crying
But he don't mind because he is a jagoff or a douchebag
Satan looks like a regular guy
Satan looks just like a regular guy
Oh, Satan looks like a regular guy
Satan looks just like you and I

Satan bought a hybrid car
The radio plays NPR
His bumper has an Obama sticker
He only shops at the Whole Foods
His boyfriend says that he's a prude
But his bartender says he's a wonderful tipper

Satan drives this economy, Exxon, Mobil, and BP
From your cigarettes to your shitty TV dinners
Satan owns the Walmart stores
He owns the blood of the rich and poor
Satan owns, the guns and owns the triggers
Satan Looks like a regular guy
Satan looks like a regular guy
Oh Satan looks like a regular guy
Satan looks just like your next-door neighbor

Written by:
Derek Zanetti

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