| Devil comes out at night
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| Looking for some young bones
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| To do his work
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| Maybe you could steal and try
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| Sticking needles in your arm in the park
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| Hey kids where’s the gun?
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| Where’s the old fun?
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| Hey kids where’s your gun?
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| Who’s going to have this fun?
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| Devil blows his wind down my road
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| Looking for some fragile minds
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| Maybe I could still get loose
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| Maybe we could dance to get loose
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| Hey kids where’s your guns?
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| Don’t you have no fun?
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| He said, «Hey kid, pick up the gun
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| Don’t you like this one?»
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| He said, «Hey kid, pick up the gun
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| Don’t you want a little fun?»
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| Devil blows cold down my road
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| Looking for some young bones for his work
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| You don’t work, you can’t eat
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| Devil’s gonna dance on your bones, on your bones
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| Hey kids, where’s your guns?
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| Don’t you like this one?
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| Devil blows cold down my road
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| You don’t work, you can’t eat
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| Hey kids buy some more
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| Hey kids buy some guns
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| The Devil blows
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| The Devil blows |