The Devil walked into The Monocle one summer night in Maryland
We we drinking gin and telling jokes when the man, himself, just sauntered in
With a vacant set of eyes, a three-piece-suit, and through a perfect grin
He said he'd sing us all a song as he tuned his mandolin
"Amassing wealth is easy when you sacrifice some residents
I give them cash, they give me souls; the bombs they use are elegant
Why just today I was called to sign and date a new amendment"
And we wondered what it said
"Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway"
Ghosts and specters, wreathed in flame, are all floating on the breeze
And there's ragged burnt up corpses on the fences and hanging from the trees
The smell of dirt, and death, and grime is littered on the breeze
And the sounds of young love swept away are the voices begging "Please"
Conquest, War, and Famine they all laugh until they're out of breath
The legions of those MAGA souls are all the banner-men for Death
They march into the capital to make every living soul pay
Cause Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway
The Devil laughed and shared their suffering with us
"Did you see that blast? All of this for cash
They don't care about you, no
It was a single fifty and advancement for his son"
Nashville sank into the earth
The Devil's taking claim enslaving all the folks that call this city home
Filling the Cumberland up with blood, and sweat, and fear, and shame
If you survived the blast out in Lebanon you better get on your knees and pray
Cause Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway
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The Devil walked into The Monocle one summer night in Maryland
We we drinking gin and telling jokes when the man, himself, just sauntered in
With a vacant set of eyes, a three-piece-suit, and through a perfect grin
He said he'd sing us all a song as he tuned his mandolin
"Amassing wealth is easy when you sacrifice some residents
I give them cash, they give me souls; the bombs they use are elegant
Why just today I was called to sign and date a new amendment"
And we wondered what it said
"Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway"
Ghosts and specters, wreathed in flame, are all floating on the breeze
And there's ragged burnt up corpses on the fences and hanging from the trees
The smell of dirt, and death, and grime is littered on the breeze
And the sounds of young love swept away are the voices begging "Please"
Conquest, War, and Famine they all laugh until they're out of breath
The legions of those MAGA souls are all the banner-men for Death
They march into the capital to make every living soul pay
Cause Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway
The Devil laughed and shared their suffering with us
"Did you see that blast? All of this for cash
They don't care about you, no
It was a single fifty and advancement for his son"
Nashville sank into the earth
The Devil's taking claim enslaving all the folks that call this city home
Filling the Cumberland up with blood, and sweat, and fear, and shame
If you survived the blast out in Lebanon you better get on your knees and pray
Cause Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway
We we drinking gin and telling jokes when the man, himself, just sauntered in
With a vacant set of eyes, a three-piece-suit, and through a perfect grin
He said he'd sing us all a song as he tuned his mandolin
"Amassing wealth is easy when you sacrifice some residents
I give them cash, they give me souls; the bombs they use are elegant
Why just today I was called to sign and date a new amendment"
And we wondered what it said
"Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway"
Ghosts and specters, wreathed in flame, are all floating on the breeze
And there's ragged burnt up corpses on the fences and hanging from the trees
The smell of dirt, and death, and grime is littered on the breeze
And the sounds of young love swept away are the voices begging "Please"
Conquest, War, and Famine they all laugh until they're out of breath
The legions of those MAGA souls are all the banner-men for Death
They march into the capital to make every living soul pay
Cause Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway
The Devil laughed and shared their suffering with us
"Did you see that blast? All of this for cash
They don't care about you, no
It was a single fifty and advancement for his son"
Nashville sank into the earth
The Devil's taking claim enslaving all the folks that call this city home
Filling the Cumberland up with blood, and sweat, and fear, and shame
If you survived the blast out in Lebanon you better get on your knees and pray
Cause Nashville wasn't meant to survive anyway
Writer: Christopher Beatty
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