Lyrics by Rev, Kyle Sweeney

All you sweet things,
All you little girls, gather 'round.
All you sweet things,
All you little girls, gather 'round.
Get down on your knees,
Cause the minister's in town!

Tell your mama,
Go on and tell your daddy, too.
Tell your mama,
Go on and tell your daddy, too.
Cause the Reverend got some magic
That he got to slip to you.

I got sugar
Sweet enough to make you cry.
I got sugar
Sweet enough to make you cry.
There ain't no man that I can't beat,
No woman I can't satisfy.

I'm gonna fill you with the spirit,
Till it make you scream and shout.
When the Reverend come to town,
Gonna drive all your demons out.
Sing about it from the bottom of your lungs.
Just one hour with the Reverend,
You'll be speaking in tongues.

Reverend teach you,
Find salvation every time.
Reverend teach you,
Find salvation every time.
If I bring your soul some pleasure,
My darlin', that sure ain't no crime!

Once I teach you,
You will always want me around.
Once I teach you,
You will always want me around.
But the Reverend got to ramble.
Another show, another town.