Devil on the Level

the devil may care and the devil may not
make you filthy rich or take everything you got
make you crawl across town on your hands and knees
make you go to alabama make you lose your keys

i'm on the level talking 'bout the devil

now me and the devil we're just like that 
he give me his coat and i give him my hat 
he loaned me ten dollars for a bottle of wine 
i introduced him to a friend of mine

i'm on the level talking 'bout the devil

now the devil plays cards and the devil rolls dice 
lives down the street from Jesus Christ
once heard them having an argument
devil said Jesus, go get bent

i'm on the level talking 'bout the devil
 
we got a two man band called Damned If You Don't 
we never played Sun City and i reckon we won't 
i play a didgeridoo made from a bassoon 
and the devil on drums sound like Keith Moon

i'm on the level talking 'bout the devil

now me and the devil heading out today 
maybe we'll meet you along the way 
one of us'll carry a big pitchfork 
somewhere between Georgia and East New York

i'm on the level talking 'bout the devil



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