Satan, Bite The Dust!

Party's over, shut it down
I'm huntin' for someone, y'all
He's a lyin' thievin' and rattlesnake
And he's broken every law
He's terrorized the lives of men, and he's under arrest
Because I've been sent with a warrant from the body of Christ
(Well, tell me what it says then)
"Satan, bite the dust"

Every one of you unclean spirits, I'm runnin' you outta town
Depression, strife, disease and fear, your posse's goin' down
(Boy, last tenderfoot who talked that big, we sent him home in a box)
But I know who I am through Jesus Christ
So I talk to you demons like dogs

Satan, you coward, you molester of souls, I command you to appear
You're hidin' from the presence of God, but I can feel your fear from here
(You rattled my chain, boy, long enough, you got something in your craw?)
A praying church wants you to know (know what?)
Your kingdom's gonna fall (there's gonna be trouble here tonight)

'Cause I represent a whole new breed of Christian of today
And I'm authorized and deputized to blow you clean away
I've got a message to deliver from One who's true and just
We'll spit in your eye, you father of lies
Satan, bite the dust

(Boy, you gonna take me on and my unholy herd?)
Not only take you on, but take you out by the Spirit and the Word
One by one, you'll drop like flies under foot and in the ground
Because greater is He who is in me than the snake I'm starin' down

You demon of alcoholism, you'll be the first to go
There's deliverance from you through Jesus Christ, so, hit the road
You spirit of infirmity, you ain't welcome here no more
We lay hands on the sick and they recover, so, out the door
You demon of false religion, you've preyed on minds so simple
I bind the spirit of your songs, so, el kabong
Play that in your temple

Now, Satan, you're next in line
I'm gonna hit you where it hurts
'Cause I'm tired of you in my family
And I'm tired of you in my church
I'm not my own, I'm bought with a price
I'm a Holy Ghost filled man
And I'm tollin' the bell of your eternal destruction 'cross the land

'Cause I represent a whole new breed of Christian of today
And I'm authorized and deputized to blow you clean away
I've got a weapon with two bullets that overcome all sin and crud
One bullet is called, "The word of my testimony"
And the other one's called, "The Blood"
Satan, bite the dust
Bite the dust

Well, how do you feel about that, devil?
(I'm a-feelin' mighty low)
Good