*************************** Mothfly.mp3
lyric by Bob
Miller
Moth Fly
lyric by Bob Miller
You know a moth flies toward the light,
He travels straight, not left or right,
It doesn't matter that he's gonna burn,
Nothin' you say is gonna make him turn.
Though you may think you're not the same,
You're racin' straight into the flame,
You gotta read your Bible daily or the devil's gonna win this game.
Whatcha' gonna do when the devil comes to play,
Moves his bags into your guest room, then announces
that he's here to stay.
He says he's got some thoughts 'bout how to spruce up the place,
And guarantees his work will put a smile on your
face,
Then promises you'll love it or you never even have to pay!
He leads you down an easy path with cobblestone that's worn with time,
He says drugs, booze, and sex are free they'll never
cost a single dime.
Don't take my word just try some and I'm sure that you'll see,
That everything's exactly as I said it would be,
Just settle in and stay awhile, it's best enjoyed while in your prime.
At first his offer seems that it's too good to be true,
He claims that all his work is being done just for
you.
And as his task progresses and the job looks complete,
He smiles at you and says "come on" you're in for a
treat.
You know a moth flies toward the light,
He travels straight, not left or right,
It doesn't matter that he's gonna burn,
Nothin' you say is gonna make him turn.
Though you may think you're not the same,
You're racin' straight into the flame,
You gotta read your Bible daily or the devil's gonna win this game.
The weeks have passed and time has flown as you've enjoyed the devil's
cruise,
You've filled your days with pleasure, and your
nights are spent in drinkin' booze.
One morn' you wakeup feelin' like your brain has been fried,
Reflecting on your life confirms the devil has lied,
The time has come to find the truth, start searchin' for those special
clues.
We all are easy targets when we fail to read God's Holy Book,
The devil drops his line in and we quickly head
straight for his hook.
We've heard the path to heaven is a thin line at best,
God wants us to be sober, yes it's part of the test.
So when the devil knocks, don't let him in, don't even take a look.
The devil's way seems easy so we give it a try,
It glistens like a diamond shining up to the sky.
But as we look more closely and peer into its soul,
We see it's just a dirty dusty chunk of black coal.
You know a moth flies toward the light,
He travels straight, not left or right,
It doesn't matter that he's gonna burn,
Nothin' you say is gonna make him turn.
Though you may think you're not the same,
You're racin' straight into the flame,
You gotta read your Bible daily or the devil's gonna win this game.