Remember that night? it seems so clear

Now he's back and i'm glad he's here

Three long years, millions of beers

But the devil is back, so girls, dry your tears

In his favorite club, in his favorite seat

Well i saw the devil, wing tip shoes on his feet,

Pork pie hat on his head, he was diggin' the beat.

And the band ripped like demons

When he screamed, "turn on the heat!"

Well the devil was drinkin' and dancin' up a storm.

The band was so hot, my beer got warm

Just when i thought it would all cool down,

That evil motherfucker screamed "burn this place down!"

Wouldn't know the devil if he punched them in the face

Couldn't drink a six-pack, never mind a case.

Don't know how to skateboard, that's just a fuckin' crock

Most of all, they got no balls

And don't know how to rock!


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