Satan, Bite the Dust
This is an awesome song!!! What would happen if everyone took a stand such as this against Satan?
"Satan, Bite the Dust" by Carman
"Satan, Bite the Dust" by Carman
Party's over, shut it down!
I'm hunting for someone, y'all
He's a lying, thieving 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
Demon: "Well, tell me what it says, then!"
Singer: "Satan, bite the dust!"
Every one of you unclean spirits
I'm running you out of town!
Depression, strife, disease, and fear
Your posse's going down!
Demon: "Boy, last tenderfoot who talked that big
We sent him home in a box!"
Singer: But I know who I am through Jesus Christ
When I talk to you demons like dogs
Satan, you coward, you molester of souls
I command you to appear!
You're hiding from the presence of God
But I can feel your fear from here
Satan: "You rattled my chain boy, long enough!
You got something in your craw?"
Singer: A praying church wants you to know
Satan: "Know what?"
Singer: Your kingdom's gonna fall
'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!
Satan: "Boy, you gonna take me on and my unholy herd?"
Singer: Not only take you on, but take you out
By the spirit and the Word!
One by one, you'll drop like flies
Underfoot and in the ground
Because greater is He who is in me
Than the snake I'm staring 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!
Because 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 tolling the bell of your eternal destruction
Across 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?
Satan: "I'm feeling mighty low"
Singer: Good
