“The devil and a friend of his were walking down the street, when they saw ahead of them a man stoop down and pick up something from the ground, look at it, and put it away in his pocket. The friend said to the devil, “What did that man pick up?” “He picked up a piece of Truth,” said the devil. “That is a very bad business for you, then,” said his friend. “Oh, not at all,” the devil replied, “I am going to let him organize it.”



LYRICS:

The devil and I were walkin’ down the street when we saw this man pick up a little somethin’ somethin’

I said Hey Mr. Devil What was that?

He said oh man, that man just found a bit of The Truth

I said hey Mr. Devil aint it bad business aint it bad news for you?

He said no man it aint nothin’ but a thing it aint bad news

He said no man it aint nothin’ but a thing I’m gonna help that man organize The Truth

We’re gonna break it on down and organize The Truth
We’re gonna shuffle it around and organize The Truth

Raise your hand tell me the truth
Raise your hand tell me the truth
Nothin but The Truth

We’re gonna break it on down and organize The Truth
We’re gonna shuffle it around and organize The Truth

Organize the Truth
We’re gonna organize the Truth