Spent the night over at a friend's place

Sunday morning came, he was in my face

Said I want to take you to a place

Put you in a state of grace

Drove way out to a cinderblock house

I walked in like a Thomas in doubt

Saw a man in a reptile suit

With a rattling sound

Whoa no, whoa no

I can't get with this here I know

Never seen nothing like this before



Hallelujah and praise the man

Upstairs with the long hand

Wrap the snake and the angels sing

Take your ride with the preacher in the ring



There was biting and jumping and moans and wails

Believers out shaking on the spirit trail

Then some came and threw the man in jail, the man in jail

He lifted up the snake overhead so high

Eyes closed tight, he praised the sky

Was a wild-eyed scramble over tables and chairs to see the light

Whoa whoa so long

Copperheads and sacred songs

The book of Mark souldn't be wrong



Hallelujah and praise the man

Upstairs with the long hand

Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting

As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring



They're locking them up, they've got 'em on the run

MIght as well sue all the doctors when they don't get it done

Not everything, everybody does works all the time, son

Whoa no, whoa no

Say you got the answer, well how do you know?

It works for me, that's all I know



Hallelujah and praise the man

Upstairs with the long hand

Wrap the snake and watch 'em all sting

As they go ten rounds with the preacher in the ring