Brothers sisters you may advance to the screen porch
You may open your mouths close them and open them
And words may come amen your spoken fire might scorch
The air and the yard might cringe before your sermons
But this girl won't listen this girl you speak to friends
Has another fire she is possessed by demons

She has fire I tell you she's possessed by demons
See how she whirls sweats dances with wide eyed stares
The demons within her have answered her prayers
And no matter how hard you poke your bibles' spines
Or quote your testaments and interpret your lines
You won't smother her fire she won't stop her giggling

Her fire stays brightly lit you can't stop her laughing
You won't hear her music she won't hear what you've said
To her you speak of life and are already dead
Your mouths open and close but you are not living
Apocalypses from a hundred Babylons
Are burning in her you blinded automatons

Burning while you remain programmed automatons
Oh Mozart and Jesus and all of their demons
They would not even think to show you a good time
Much less give you a drink from the waters of heaven
Or melted souls of hell alleluia friends amen
Now brothers and sisters you may approach her porch