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If you're looking for some good advice
Keep it simple as you can
Just remember that you must think twice
When talking to a simple man

'Cause I read all thoughts there in his head
His eyes red as could be
I know... I know just what I write about
It's the only thing I think about
It's what I breathe

He sang a song to My Sweet Satan
He testified before the one he loved
He sang and danced to My Sweet Satan
He got the good lord shining up above

If you're looking for some more advice
Keep it simple as you can
Just remember you cannot hide
Your secrets from your mother, man

'Cause she knows you traded up to opium
Talking how it sets you free
She knows that shit is all you think about
School's a lesser degree

Y'all dance around to My Sweet Satan
You testify before the one you love
You sing and dance to My Sweet Satan
You got the good lord shining up above

I won't tell you how to live
I wouldn't be that hypocrite
But how come every single story that you tell
Starts with you tripping your face off, well, well, well?
Ain't it enough to make you cry
If he weren't such a funny guy

You sang a song to My Sweet Satan
You testified before the one he loved
You sang and danced to My Sweet Satan
You got the good lord shining up above

If you're looking for some last advice
Keep it simple as you can
Just remember that you cannot hide
When you lock your door and start your fan

'Cause I know all the places where you go
All the places where you hide
I know all the people that you know
Are the ones that you get high

Y'all dance around to My Sweet Satan
You testified before the one he loved
You sang and danced to My Sweet Satan
You got the good lord shining up above

I see the good lord shining up above
Feel it shining down
Shining down from up above
Can you feel it?
Feel the good lord
Shining up above
Feel the good lord
Shining up above