Friday, August 04, 2006

The day the devil comes to get ya

you know him by the way he smiles
the day the devil comes to get ya
he's a rusty truck with only 20 miles
he got bad brakes he got lose teeth
he's a long way from home
the day the devil comes to getcha
he's got a smile like a scar
he knows the way to your house
he's got the keys to your car
and when he sells you that sportscoat
you say "funny, that's my size"
Attention Shoppers! Everybody please rise.....
Give me back my innocence!
Give me a brand new suit!
Give me back my innocence, oh lord!
Cut me down to size...
Well you can hide under your porch
and you can hide behind your couch
but the day the devil comes to getcha
well here he comes
Well I'm sick of hearing bout your problems
yea girlie you're breaking my heart
im the original party animal
hey! hey babaloo!
Well don't go banging your bibles
cuz you've been laughing all the way to the bank
and don't give me those crocodile tears cuz you've been doing it for year
I'm everywhere!
Sign right here Mister Jones

The day the devil comes to getcha
he's a long way from home
yea he knows he's gonna getcha
cuz you're stuck in the middle
everybody please rise.......
Give me back my innocence!
Give me a brand new suit!
Give me back my innocence, oh lord!
Cut me down to size!
Give me back my innocence!
Get me a new Cadillac!
Cuz when I get up to heaven lord,
you can have it all back
Cuz in heaven
you get it all back
Yea in heaven
you get it all back
Cuz in heaven
it all comes back
Yea in heaven....
In heaven....
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Sorry, but this little ditty has been running through my head ALL WEEK. It's been driving me INSANE. It was my favorite song when I was younger cuz it sounded like a gospel song with a cameo by Beetlejuice. Holla.

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