Poor Simple Man
Poor simple man, he's a believer he can't be damned
Oh small simple man, sits on the palm of his fathers hand
Poor simple man, he is afraid of the devils plan
Says no way to show, where he stands
Poor simple man, we seen red blood drip from his hands
Oh simple man, your happiness, don't stand a chance
Oh simple man, do all you can
Poor simple man, get the better of it while you can
After seducing and persuading, the devil starts complaining
I doubt if you're really a man
And it's confused to see its true
Yeah you're being used