| Knocking on my door was an evil silhouette |
| Knocking this morning a black silhouette |
| Knocking on my door was an evil silhouette |
| And his eyes were glowing like two lit cigarettes |
| Me and the devil were standing side by side |
| I looked in the mirror into my own eyes |
| Me and the devil were standing side by side |
| He held out his claws and I began to rise |
| I got me and the devil blues |
| Me and the devil blues |
| «I know you know its time to go» |
| I got me and the devil blues |
| Me and the devil blues |
| Me and the devil blues |
| «I know you know its time to go» |
| I got me and the devil blues |
| «About every week I come ringing for the dead |
| I pile em up high — feets and heads |
| I squash em in tight |
| I shout my call: |
| Ill take your little dead boy |
| Ill take your little dead girl |
| About every week I come ringing for the dead |
| I pile em up high — feets and heads |
| I squash em in tight |
| I shout my call: |
| Ill take your little dead boy |
| Ill take your little dead girl |
| I dont mind" |
| You may bury my body in a supermarket aisle |
| Bury my body in the fresh meat aisle |
| You may bury my body in a supermarket aisle |
| And I will rise again like an exocet missile |
| I got me and the devil blues |
| Me and the devil blues |
| «I know you know its time to go» |
| I got me and the devil blues |
| Me and the devil blues |
| Me and the devil blues |
| «I know you know its time to go» |
| I got me and the devil blues |