You brought us to your gift of generosity And all our silly games wreak havoc on your soils When I stop to think of that Every life is like a song that takes forever to be sung When all our silly games wreak havoc on our spoils When I stop to think of all that we've done Satan's at the door Every second, every minute, every hour, every day He's watching you and pa**ing judgement to everybody you hold dear When I stop to think of all that we've done Satan's at the door Who's he looking for?