Demons come in many shapes and sizes and for many reason!

You hold out for meanin'
Refuse to go screamin" in ballpark-frenzy
Fannin' flames to Hesikiah Walker walkin' ya
To the throne and Cleveland callin"ya
  In call response.
You know the notes.  Had the tunes play ya...lift ya
From sittin" down on the stool-o-do-nothin feelin'
Got you realin' in the sanctuary
Rememb'rin' last night's passion as a whip of penance.
God-a-mighty know a body can go for only soooooo long
  Lackin' touch.
So lay you down...slay you in the spirit
Spit and spew demons and let them dance and prance
And cough and speak in a gruff voice "we are in control"
Be a child hidin' in the corner
While the deacons shoo the young away
"N have them say of you when you are old.
You are the one who stayed...
  And was jumped on.