Satan Song Lyrics

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