Devil

Knocking on my door was an evil silhouette

Knocking this morning a black silhouette

Knocking on my door was an evil silhouette

And his eyes were glowing like two lit cigarettes

Me and the devil were standing side by side

I looked in the mirror into my own eyes

Me and the devil were standing side by side

He held out his claws and I began to rise

I got me and the devil blues

Me and the devil blues

I know you know it's time to go

I got me and the devil blues

Me and the devil blues

Me and the devil blues

I know you know it's time to go

I got me and the devil blues

About every week I come ringing for the dead

I pile 'em up high feets and heads

I squash 'em in tight

I shout my call：

I'll take your little dead boy

I'll take your little dead girl

About every week I come ringing for the dead

I pile 'em up high feets and heads

I squash 'em in tight

I shout my call：

I'll take your little dead boy

I'll take your little dead girl

I don't mind

You may bury my body in a supermarket aisle

Bury my body in the fresh meat aisle

You may bury my body in a supermarket aisle

And I will rise again like an exocet missile

I got me and the devil blues

Me and the devil blues

I know you know it's time to go

I got me and the devil blues

Me and the devil blues

Me and the devil blues

I know you know it's time to go

I got me and the devil blues