Very like a vacuum cleaner
Life can suck from time to time
Walking through a shady forest
Sunlight hidden from the grime
Everything is going smoothly
Things are really on the up
Then suggestion hits your brain cell
With the devil you can sup.
Free will seems to be a struggle
You have chosen risky climes
Stomach churns in noisy protest
Oh you wish for former times
It’s your choice to send him packing
Back to where it’s hellish hot
Jesus died for your forgiveness
All your sins have been forgot.