I met the man in the Nassau hotel, a stranger to my eyes,
He had a tattoo on his arm of Jesus and the devil side by side,
I found the nerve so I said, "Hey buddy, just what's the matter with you?
Don't you know that you can't serve two masters?
A real man's gotta choose"
I said...
Who do you love? (tell me buddy who?)
Who do you serve? (tell me buddy, who?)
Who do you love? (are you stupid?)
There's four simple words you better learn,
God good, devil bad,
It's an elementary truth, it's the law of the land,
God good, devil bad,
Every child on earth got to understand,
God good.
I looked him straight in the eye and I asked him, "Hey buddy, how you get so confused?
Did that Madonna finally drive you crazy, mixing sin with God on you?
Or did some rapper use some nasty language with a cross around his neck?
If you need to follow mixed up people, hey buddy, there's still plenty of them left."
I said...
Who do you love?
Who do you serve?
Who do you love?
There's four simple words you'd better learn,
God good, devil bad,
Sun hot, snow cold,
Knife sharp, spoon dull,
Socks stink, flowers don't,
But God's good, very good,
And the devil he's a very bad.
I say,
Who do you love? (tell me buddy, who?)
Who do you serve? (tell me buddy, who?)
God good, devil bad, (don't you get it?)
etc. etc.
