Satan’s SCARED of what you might do
YOU’VE got that dude quakin’ in his boots
Send in ten, you’ll get under his skin
Send in your rent, you’ll blast him to bits
Send in twenty, he’ll get real sweaty
Send in thirty, he’ll get real worried
Send in a hundred so you’ll get blessed
Empty your wallet if you want satan dead
Send your last cent to slaughter him
Give till it hurts or you won’t win
Dollar bills obliterate hell
Credit cards can cast out devils
Open your purse or life will get worse
Give till it hurts or you’ll lose your shirt
Act on your faith to show “god” trust
Send us your bucks to beat satan’s 'you-know-what'
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