Devil's Food Cake
The devil is the biggest liar the world has ever seen
He tries to convince us that the red hot of hell is in reality, Eden so green
A master of illusion, a con of first degree
He has no power, he has no strength, be careful what you see.
He goes about as a roaring lion, inside, he's just a rat
He scares the foolish out of their wits but runs from a bold christian cat
He comes in like a flashing flood although he's just a trickle
And makes the world think that he's a rich king when in truth he ain't worth a nickel.
But some of us are onto him, we buy his tricks no more
We don't read his books or dig his looks and we immediately show him the door
He feeds the world his devil food, they buy it by the ton
They think he's cute in his little red suit, no threat to anyone.
"Give your kids the devil!" they say
As they sell us their goods on t.v.
Devilicious they call it and grin as they eat it
But you'll never sell that stuff to me.
I never ate a devil's food cake, I never like the name
Or deviled eggs or deviled ham or played that devil's game
I never thought that it was cute the cartoon way they paint him
With fork and tail and silly grin, I'm here to say that aint him.
Ol' RatFace thinks he's really smart, he thinks he's got us fooled
Half of the world thinks that he don't exist and the other half thinks that he's cool
But I got news for Mr. Luce, someday his lights will dim
And all the tricks he ever played will be played back on him.
Is this the one we feared and honored, the world will ask in disgust
Is this our king, this pitiful thing crawling in the dust?
No magic then can save him, no mercy will be shown
In torment of hell that dude will dwell and finally leave us alone.
And all I ask is just one thing, the height of my desire
Is to light the match to ignite the blaze upon the lake of fire!
And he won't think it funny then, I'm sure he'll probably cry
And hell will look like Burger King and Satan, a greasy french fry.
He thought it cute to inspire some kook to name food after himself
But he won't laugh when he sees Jesus get that cake pan down from the shelf
We'll make us a batter and settle the matter and get our revenge on that rake
And head chef I'll be, oh, my eyes long to see
When we bake a real devil's food cake!
©by Voo
2-2:45 a.m.
The devil is the biggest liar the world has ever seen
He tries to convince us that the red hot of hell is in reality, Eden so green
A master of illusion, a con of first degree
He has no power, he has no strength, be careful what you see.
He goes about as a roaring lion, inside, he's just a rat
He scares the foolish out of their wits but runs from a bold christian cat
He comes in like a flashing flood although he's just a trickle
And makes the world think that he's a rich king when in truth he ain't worth a nickel.
But some of us are onto him, we buy his tricks no more
We don't read his books or dig his looks and we immediately show him the door
He feeds the world his devil food, they buy it by the ton
They think he's cute in his little red suit, no threat to anyone.
"Give your kids the devil!" they say
As they sell us their goods on t.v.
Devilicious they call it and grin as they eat it
But you'll never sell that stuff to me.
I never ate a devil's food cake, I never like the name
Or deviled eggs or deviled ham or played that devil's game
I never thought that it was cute the cartoon way they paint him
With fork and tail and silly grin, I'm here to say that aint him.
Ol' RatFace thinks he's really smart, he thinks he's got us fooled
Half of the world thinks that he don't exist and the other half thinks that he's cool
But I got news for Mr. Luce, someday his lights will dim
And all the tricks he ever played will be played back on him.
Is this the one we feared and honored, the world will ask in disgust
Is this our king, this pitiful thing crawling in the dust?
No magic then can save him, no mercy will be shown
In torment of hell that dude will dwell and finally leave us alone.
And all I ask is just one thing, the height of my desire
Is to light the match to ignite the blaze upon the lake of fire!
And he won't think it funny then, I'm sure he'll probably cry
And hell will look like Burger King and Satan, a greasy french fry.
He thought it cute to inspire some kook to name food after himself
But he won't laugh when he sees Jesus get that cake pan down from the shelf
We'll make us a batter and settle the matter and get our revenge on that rake
And head chef I'll be, oh, my eyes long to see
When we bake a real devil's food cake!
©by Voo
2-2:45 a.m.
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