Party's over, shut it down,
I'm huntin' for someone y'all;
He's a lyin' thievin' rattlesnake
And he's broken every law.
He's terrorized the lives of men,
And he's under arrest
Because I've been sent with
A warrant from the body of Christ.
-Well, tell me what it says then! -
'Satan, bite the dust!'
Every one of you unclean spirits,
I'm runnin' you outta town.
Depression, strife, disease and fear,
Your posse's goin' down.
-Boy, last tenderfoot who talked that big,
We sent him home in a box! -

But I know who I am through Jesus Christ
So I talk to you demons like dogs.
Satan you coward, you molester of souls,
I command you to appear,
You're hidin' from the presence of God
But I can feel your fear from here.
-You rattled my chain, boy, long enough;
You got something in your craw? -
A praying church wants you to know...
- Know what? -
Your kingdom's gonna fall!
-There's gonna be trouble here tonight. -

'Cause I represent a whole
New breed of Christian of today;
And I'm authorized and deputized
To blow you clean away.
I've got a message to deliver,
From One who's true and just.
We'll spit in your eye, you father of lies.
Satan, bite the dust!

-Boy, you gonna take me on and my unholy herd?-
Not only take you on,
But take you out by the Spirit and the Word.
One by one you'll drop
Like flies under foot and in the ground,
Because greater is He who is in me
Than the snake I'm starin' down.
You demon of alcoholism,
You'll be the first to go.
There's deliverance from you
Through Jesus Christ, so, hit the road!
You spirit of infirmity,
You ain't welcome here no more;
We lay hands on the sick
And they recover so, out the door!
You demon of false religion,
You've preyed on minds so simple...
I bind the spirit of your songs,
So el kabong!
Play that in your temple!

Now Satan you're next in line,
I'm gonna hit you where it hurts,
'Cause I'm tired of you in my family,
And I'm tired of you in my church,
I'm not my own, I'm bought with a price,
I'm a Holy Ghost filled man,
And I'm tollin' the bell of your
Eternal destruction 'cross the land!!!

'Cause I represent a whole
New breed of Christian of today,
And I'm authorized and deputized
To blow you clean away!
I've got a weapon with two bullets
That overcome all sin and crud;
One bullet is called the word of my testimony,
And the other one's called
The Blood!
Satan, bite the dust!
Bite the dust!
Well how do you feel about that, devil?
-I'm a-feelin' mighty low-
Good!