Go to Hell

Now I truly am a God-lovin', God-fearin' person
And all my life I've fought that battle between good and evil
As most of us do, the spirit is willin', but the flesh is weak
It's like I got the Devil on my left shoulder
And have an Angel on the right one
And it depends on the day and the situation
As to which side I favour most, huh
Now, I'm not a bad person
But I've always been just a little too good to be really bad
And a little too bad to be really good, if you know what I mean
But if I do lean just a little too far to the left
It scares the holy water out o' me
And I try to straighten up just quick as I can
And get myself back line
Now, there certainly is a lot o' evil out there in this world today
We see it all around us all the time, but I still see a lot o' good
And it is my belief that the good is always gonna win out
Don'tcha just hate the Devil?

Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong
Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me the Hell alone
Take your wars and your politics, your lust and your greed
And go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong
Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me alone
You're a cheat, you're a liar, you're a scoundrel and a thief
Go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell
Go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me

Oh I tried hard to conquer my fears and my doubts
But everywhere I turn I see your evil doin's all about
I have suffered your sorrow, your heartache and grief
You keep dealing me a bad hand with a trick card up your sleeve

Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong
Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me alone
Take all of your bad guys, your demons and flee
Go to Hell in a handbasket, heaven's calling me
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell
Go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me

Oh, I know I'm no angel, but I'm better than that
And God is still my hero, and he can knock you flat
There is nothing but sorrow in that wicked place that you dwell
Take your pain and your misery and go straight to Hell

Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong
Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me alone
Take your drugs and your alcohol, your vices and leave
Go to Hell in a handbasket, just get away from me
Go to Hell (go to Hell), go to Hell (go to Hell)
Go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me

My brothers and my sisters (ah)
I'm here to tell you that Satan is real (ah)
He is real and walking around amongst us trying to destroy everything that's good and beautiful (ah)
He wants to break our hearts and minds (ah)
Destroy our dreams and plans (ah)
He wants to tear us up in little pieces, break us down and send us straight to Hell (Oh, my God)

Ah-ha, you said a mouthful brother
Oh, my God. Oh, my God can do anything (ah)
My God can heal the sick (ah)
Mend broken hearts and take our souls to heaven (ah)
So Satan, listen up (ah)
In God's name I rebuke you (ah)
I stand up in his name, look you in the eye and laugh in your ugly face (ha, ha, ha)

Go to Hell, go to Hell, go back where you belong
Get thee behind me Satan, just leave me alone
Take your weapons of mass destruction, terror and sleaze
Go to Hell with your corruption, just get away from me

Go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell
Go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me
Go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell, go to Hell
Go to Hell in a handbasket 'cause heaven waits for me

Go to Hell in a handbasket, heaven's calling me
Heaven, heaven waits for me, so go to Hell

Oh, my brothers and my sisters (ah)
God can deliver us from Satan's evil grip
Satan, listen to me, my Father in Heaven can kick your astronomical ego right back to the pits of Hell (ah)
Can I get an amen on that one?
Oh, hallelujah. Oh, Satan, you ol' devil you
God can flatten you like a Sunday morning pancake (ah)
Can I get a hallelujah on that one?
Oh, ain't it so, ain't it so?

I have many friends in the 101st Air bourne and the 5th special forces
At Fort Campbell Kentucky, I go visit them when I can
The guys in special forces are you usually the first ones into a war and often the last ones out
Imagine, going into a hostile country lightly armed and with just a few men
What they do is so secret they never get the recognition they deserve
And this is one time I want them to know, they are appreciated