You ain't nothin' but a demon in spurs
you ain't nothin' but a traitor in furs
and you ain't Joe Namath and you ain't no saint
caught you sneakin' around mixin' blood in the paint...

And that's the whole enchilada
Yeah, the whole enchilada

satan

Well I heard ol' Moses had balls made of lead
but he still let that burning bush go to his head
because learning Sanskrit, Latin, Aramaic's a bore
and there ain't nobody speaking tongues no more...

And that's the whole enchilada
Yeah, the whole enchilada

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