With demons watching you

Well they say 
You cant dance
With demons watching you 
And They say 
That they  want you  
Any way Anyhow 
They can 
They will

Push it aside 
Like the Bull 
We hear everyday 
Clogs my tribal vibrations 
Lets my frequency 
Only sound like 
Some phantom power
and its damn distortion

So i don't 
Look back 
Or barely grin 
Let my sins at Gods door 
Let the rubbish 
Pile up like 
New York City Trash 

Gritty B3 Leslie Hammond organ Bluesy funky soul  tube amp Leslie guitar