I ain't no demon, Lord
Look to me please
The good men are sufferin'
With the evil at ease
Millions of innocents
Are born to desease
Where is our solace, Lord?
Oh Lord answer me

I look to your people, Lord
But they being [bad word] They sleep with the criminals
That they aim to [bad word] They raise in their stadiums
poisonous brew
I think they would [bad word] Oh someone like you

One day, will this be over?
Will this be over?
Will this be over?

I ain't no demon, Lord
But neither are you