The tent revival came to town; I watch with fascination,
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the posters say they’ll save my soul from hell and from damnation.
The tent is up, the chairs are placed, and now the crowds are there,
they’re singing halleluiah with their arms raised in the air.
The prayers are read, the songs are sung, (the choir sings quite well),
and now it’s time for Brother Bob to save these souls from hell.
With souls possessed they come up front, they start to scream and shout,
Brother Bob lays hands on them and orders Satan out.
They’re eyes roll back, they’re tongues hang out, while rolling on the floor,
they finally rise and start to cry and walk back toward the door.
The choir starts to sing again as collection plates are passed,
I can’t wait to leave, I’m so glad it’s done at last.
Now these “true believers” can get back to their life,
yelling at their kids and beating on their wife.
They’ve earned another year of committing every sin,
‘til summer time next year when Brother Bob returns again.
All that is necessary for the forces of evil to win the world is for enough good men to do nothing...Edmund Burke