(chorus)

Demonic Possession

His court’s in session

I sign my confession

Demonic Possession

It was raining on the day she told me

them things that fella sold me

Mama wasn’t thee to scold me

No prison or cell could hold me

I still recall the date

I’z probably about eight

when I sealed my fate

You honor I rightly state

(repete chorus)

Suddenly I had a foot hold

I became such a butthole

I don’t need nobody consoling me

No one but the devil controlling me

I can kick ass and talk backward

I hang out with a whole bunch of slackers

and I know I can get some help from him

I listen to a lot of Led Zeppelin

(repete chorus)

I got so much money I don’t need smarts

My records are flying to the top of the charts

and I’m eating in all those fancy restaurants

and Hanging out with Sam Phillips

and I owe it all to him

Oh, the shape I’m in

The devil says the only thing that’s buggin him

is Hell’s filling up with Republicans

(repete chorus twice)

lyrics by Patterson Hood

music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell,
Lane, Neff, Sell)