Lyrics:

Men coming at me
Knocking at your front door
Would you like to know more
Would you like to be free
Like a good neighbor
He will be there
As long as he gets it
Insurance from God
An equal share
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
He understands
So they won't have to wait for
They're only slaves
Christians aren't perfect
Black ties, white shirts
Insurance from God
Kick them with black boots
Little red ten speeds


Insurance from God
He understands
So they won't have to wait for
You're in good hands
A piece of the rock
They're only slaves
Christians aren't perfect
Crucify them
So they won't have to wait for
Cash in your policy
Insurance from God
Wouldn't ya like to be free
I'm the collector of your soul
Wouldn't you like to follow me
Wouldn't you like to be free
Wouldn't you like to know more