Lewis Knudsen - Give Me the Victory

Someone talking bad about you
The devil's trying to get you down
Telling you that nobody wants you
The devil's trying to get you down
6.66 for the groceries
The devil's trying to get you down

The car breaks down on the highway
The devil's trying to make you frown
Can't get your head up above the waves
The devil's trying to make you drown
6.66 is your total
The devil's trying to get you down

Oh Lord
Do look down
Give me the victory
Oh Lord
Do look down
Give me the victory

You play the devil's advocate even better than the devil
Your hands are like six feet of rope your mouth is like a shovel
Your body is an open grave my body is a temple
The plague you spread is complicate my antidote is simple

I don't need formaldehyde to know what your anatomy is
I don't need a degree to understand where the academy is
What I have is
Not a coping mechanism what I have is true
Forsaking ologys and isms I am holding onto you

Oh Lord
Do look down
Give me the victory
Oh Lord
Do look down
Give me the victory

Where the Spirit of the Lord is there is freedom
Where there is freedom there is singing
So where the Spirit of the Lord is there is singing
So sing out loud now

I'm gonna sit in my car
And clap along to this music
I'm gonna sit in my car
And clap along to this beat

Written by:
LEWIS PHILIP KNUDSEN

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