The Devil in Mexico

歌詞

[Distant] "Well, I'll take two shots," said the Devil to the Man And laid a little book on the bar Well, Lord knows the Devil, he only talks shit And only drinks whiskey from the jar And his hands were raw And his eyes were cold And his breath was pure alcohol And the sound of his voice, it never got old And he talked and talked, talked through the night Just sippin' his shine 'til the morning light Stumbled into the shade and as he started to go I put three bullets in his back [Normal] Well, the Devil's bleedin' crude oil from a hole in his chest And it's pangin' on the bed pan, drippin' through the bedsheets And all the businessmen are puttin' pails beneath his wounds And pawnin' the oil at the market Well his heart ain't made of nothin' but piss and vinegar And his boots have trampled more than you would know And his breath has split open the thermometer on the sill It's so fucking cold in here since you brought in the snow Black heart leaking oil in the pan Dealin' insults with his free hand In this hospital bed bleedin' Black heart, you shot the plan to hell And the apathy ate you up inside Black heart leaking oil in the pan Dealin' insults with his free hand In this hospital bed bleedin' Black heart, you shot the plan to hell And the apathy ate you up inside Like the slivers on lead inside your food He's the poison inside you And you eat until you're full And you eat until you're full He lit the fires inside your belly full of medicine and whiskey All the aspirin, Valium, Codeine pills, and silver rum Someone sail a Hail Mary for this house Bless the corners and burn the Devil out