Lyrics:

I GOT FIFTY DOLLARS AND A TIN STRIP
ON MY WAY BACK FROM PANAMA CITY
I'VE GOT HALF A PINT OF MOONSHINE
THAT I GOT FROM TENNESSEE
NOW I'M RAMBLING DOWN THAT HIGHWAY
RED AND BLUE LIGHTS IS ALL I SEE
BUT THAT DON'T MATTER
THEY'LL NEVER CATCH ME
I GOT DEMONS DRIVING ME

(CHORUS)
SO BE DRIVEN (BE DRIVEN)
BY DEMONS (BY DEMONS)
DEMONS TELL ME WHERE TO GO
BE DRIVEN(BE DRIVEN)
BY DEMONS(BY DEMONS)
DEMONS PLEASE DRIVE ME HOME
NOW THOSE COPS ARE SHOOTING AT ME
SHIT MY REAR WINDOW JUST GOT BROKE
AND NOW I'M SWEATING BULLETS
BROTHER THAT AIN'T NO F'EN JOKE
I GOT MY FOOT HARD ON THE PEDAL
AND THERE'S METAL GRINDING GEARS
THANK GOD THOSE DEMONS ARE DRIVING
OR I'D BE LOOKING AT 10 LONG YEARS
CHORUS
GOD DAMN THERE GOES THE REAR TIRE
AND THERE'S SPARKS ALL SHOOTING OUT
AND I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER WHAT THEM
DEMONS PLAN ON DOING NOW
SEE IF I GET CAUGHT BY THE POLICE
IN THIS HERE 47 CHEVY COUPE
I'LL WIND UP IN THE POKEY
CHUGGING DOWN BOLOGNA SOUP
SO BE DRIVEN(BE DRIVEN)
BY DEMONS(BY DEMONS)
DEMONS TELL ME WHERE TO GO
BE DRIVEN(BE DRIVEN)
BY DEMONS(BY DEMONS)
DEMONS PLEASE DRIVE ME HOME
WELL THAT AIN'T THE WAY HOME DEMONS
THAT LOOKS LIKE THE NASHVILLE POLICE DEPARTMENT
HOW COME I'M IN HANDCUFFS
CHORUS