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The Devil Video (MV)




Performed By: Naevus
Length: 3:48
Written by: Lloyd James




Naevus - The Devil Lyrics




On your way home you were falling off kerbs into rubbish bags
In an alley, a sign was flapping at the rain with a man in a Bonaparte hat
A false alibi was created, based upon an old, exposed template
With one eye open in an affectation of wisdom
It's hard to tell from a small sample
For example, it's impossible to tell how or if things will tie up
With previous or later events

Take a seat or have a piss
Then I'll tell you what the issue is
Take a look at what you missed
Who could want more than this?

Your cough echoed up the back stairs like a gunshot
While the soft oven of your brain described it
A big pie full of leeches
Great big hat full of weeds
A dirty great row of bags, all full of possessions
You cut a rat up to find out how it works
Neeps and tatties
You left your phone downstairs
It hasn't worked so far, but there's still enough time

Take a seat or have a piss
Then I'll tell you who the devil is
Eaten up by artifice
There really is no more than this

Tin-pots rattle as the man-trap whacks you over the shoulder
Forget it
Cancer is bad today and an onion was used to spot greed
It's like shouting into a Johnny
As dreams prove, identity and characteristics are not connected
For example, gap-eyed monsters in a holiday stable
Don't try to account for it if it never actually happened
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On your way home you were falling off kerbs into rubbish bags
In an alley, a sign was flapping at the rain with a man in a Bonaparte hat
A false alibi was created, based upon an old, exposed template
With one eye open in an affectation of wisdom
It's hard to tell from a small sample
For example, it's impossible to tell how or if things will tie up
With previous or later events

Take a seat or have a piss
Then I'll tell you what the issue is
Take a look at what you missed
Who could want more than this?

Your cough echoed up the back stairs like a gunshot
While the soft oven of your brain described it
A big pie full of leeches
Great big hat full of weeds
A dirty great row of bags, all full of possessions
You cut a rat up to find out how it works
Neeps and tatties
You left your phone downstairs
It hasn't worked so far, but there's still enough time

Take a seat or have a piss
Then I'll tell you who the devil is
Eaten up by artifice
There really is no more than this

Tin-pots rattle as the man-trap whacks you over the shoulder
Forget it
Cancer is bad today and an onion was used to spot greed
It's like shouting into a Johnny
As dreams prove, identity and characteristics are not connected
For example, gap-eyed monsters in a holiday stable
Don't try to account for it if it never actually happened
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Writer: Lloyd James
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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