Lyrics

Tool of the Devil (Greg McCoy) ©2002

Another dead end job just trying to pay the bills
I hear the wolves at the door and this time they’re coming in for the kill
It should be a crime, just barely getting by
But the Preacher man says it’s a sin to want more than you’re given

He says, “Money is the tool of the Devil.
It will enslave your soul and it will never set you free”
Well money may be the tool of the Devil
But some days I wish I had the Devil working for me.

Well I’m a God fearing man and you would see me at church every Sunday
If I could afford the gas and repairs to keep my old truck running
But when they passed around the offering plate, I’d only have about twenty cents change
Guess I could leave a note saying Lord I hope you’ll send some dollars my way

But the Preacher says, “Money is the tool of the Devil.
It will enslave your soul and it will never set you free”
Well money may be the tool of the Devil
But some days I wish I had the Devil working for me.

Bridge: I keep praying for more, more, more, more, and more
If I don’t change my ways, come Judgment Day,
I’ll never make it through heaven’s door

Cause the Preacher says, “Money is the tool of the Devil.
It will enslave your soul and it will never set you free”
Well money may be the tool of the Devil
But some days I wish I had the Devil working for me