Devils Are All Here
Dear friend I'm writing to you here from the depths of hell
I don't know how I got here but I'm after all quite well
You just stayed at the entry and never went ahead
I've been drunk, confused and dull and I fell down as a dumb
It's not as bad as expected here, but I guess I'm still banjaxed
I noticed I was in hell when I found out it's not me bed
The devil is such a pretty face so different from my thoughts
She's dressed up in a red coat with no horns on the head
But Hell is empty, the devils are out there
They make us weak and lazy
And our memories get hazy
On a drifting ship that's built to sink I struggle and I strive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
Oh Jaysus how she looked good, such a deceiving fate
I tried, retried the one more time, but it was a bit too late
It's a lesson that I know so well but promptly I forget
Nothing could be harmless when it looks too bloody hot
The funny thing is that there is nothing I did wrong
Yes maybe a porter less and something would be not
'Cause when the devil wove his web I wasn't very sober
And I didn't realise 't was a wicked, twisted plot
But Hell is empty, the devils are out there
They make us weak and lazy
And our memories get hazy
On a drifting ship that's built to sink I struggle and I strive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
There's an echo resounding when I'm singing aloud
And there's no one at the bar to pour me my last round
I feel my throat is dry and a headache drives me mad
This is bound to be the worst hangover that I'll ever have
But, dear friend of mine, at the end I pay to stay
A drop of pain and a pint of plain could make me feel alive
A drop of pain and a pint of plain now make me feel alive
Deep in hell I've nothing more but I felt and feel alive
But Hell is empty, the devils are out there
They make us weak and lazy
And our memories get hazy
On a drifting ship that's built to sink I struggle and I strive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
I don't know how I got here but I'm after all quite well
You just stayed at the entry and never went ahead
I've been drunk, confused and dull and I fell down as a dumb
It's not as bad as expected here, but I guess I'm still banjaxed
I noticed I was in hell when I found out it's not me bed
The devil is such a pretty face so different from my thoughts
She's dressed up in a red coat with no horns on the head
But Hell is empty, the devils are out there
They make us weak and lazy
And our memories get hazy
On a drifting ship that's built to sink I struggle and I strive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
Oh Jaysus how she looked good, such a deceiving fate
I tried, retried the one more time, but it was a bit too late
It's a lesson that I know so well but promptly I forget
Nothing could be harmless when it looks too bloody hot
The funny thing is that there is nothing I did wrong
Yes maybe a porter less and something would be not
'Cause when the devil wove his web I wasn't very sober
And I didn't realise 't was a wicked, twisted plot
But Hell is empty, the devils are out there
They make us weak and lazy
And our memories get hazy
On a drifting ship that's built to sink I struggle and I strive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
There's an echo resounding when I'm singing aloud
And there's no one at the bar to pour me my last round
I feel my throat is dry and a headache drives me mad
This is bound to be the worst hangover that I'll ever have
But, dear friend of mine, at the end I pay to stay
A drop of pain and a pint of plain could make me feel alive
A drop of pain and a pint of plain now make me feel alive
Deep in hell I've nothing more but I felt and feel alive
But Hell is empty, the devils are out there
They make us weak and lazy
And our memories get hazy
On a drifting ship that's built to sink I struggle and I strive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
But a drop of pain and a pint of plain could make you feel alive
Credits
Writer(s): Lorenzo Testa
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.