While you're strolling down the fairway

Showing no remorse

Glowing from the poisons

They've sprayed on your golf course

While you're busy sinking birdies

And keeping your scorecard

The devil's been busy in your back yard



Steaming down the highway

With your trucks of toxic waste

Where you gonna hide it

In the outer space?

You don't know what you're doing

Or what you have to guard

The devil's been busy in your back yard



Sometimes you think you're crazy

But you know you're only mad

Sometimes your better off not knowing

How much you've been had



You see your second cousin

Wasted in a fight

You say he had it coming

You couldn't do it right

You're in a western movie, playing the part

The devil's been busy in your back yard



Sometimes they say you're wicked

But you know that can't be bad

Sometimes you're better off not knowing

It'll only make you sad



They're coming down picadilly

Dripping at the dash

Wasting sticky willy

Covering him with their cash

They just might not have noticed, they've been beating him so hard

The devil's been busy in your back yard






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