Lyrics Devil on a String - Robyn Hitchcock

Devil on a String

Got him by the horns
Got him by the nose
Got him by the tail
Got him by the toes
You’ve got him by the hand
Let’s see where it goes
It’s the devil, devil on a string
It’s the devil, devil on a string
Sets up an itch
You’ll never scratch
And if you did
What would you catch?
It’s the devil, devil on a string
It’s the devil, devil on a string
I’m in with you, baby
Monday’s child is full of cream
Tuesday’s child is in a dream
Wednesday’s Thursday’s in a trance
Weekends in the house of chance
Sunday’s child comes rolling by
With her salvation pie
Salvation pie, salvation pie
You gotta get a slice before you die
Got me gift-wrapped
Tied with a bow
Got me checkmate
Nowhere to go
Down in the groove
Where the devil-mints grow
It’s the devil, devil on a string
It’s the devil, devil on a string
It’s the devil, devil on a string
You make me feel so special
You make me feel so special
On Primrose Hill
If the devil don’t get me
You will
On Primrose Hill
About 10:15
On Primrose Hill
About 10:15
The light shines through
The chestnut trees
Listening to
The Three Degrees