Well the devil rode the back roads to Baltimore With his hands all hid to hide the stain of sin As he shuffled up from door to door Shined up his shoes, combed back his hair Drove into the silence like an engineer Eyes half-open, no hurry to his pace Mouth an open mark upon his angel face Ah, the devil sat his fat ass in Halifax & He hid some bones beneath the graveyard stones He hid his name inside a railroad track He sank in the ocean till he swam like a dog Floated up the harbour on a hollow log Hand on the bottle, head on the floor Dreamed a devil's dream while you swallowed more But he's just the devil He's just the devil You want to let the devil in Yeah the devil laid a black egg in Winnipeg Another broken seed, another mouth to feed A little fuckstorm to incubate Lying in the bedroom, hand in your hair— Perfect sense of emptiness for us to share Moon like a splinter and the hail on the ground I sent him off a thank you as the weight came down But he's just the devil He's just the devil I want to let the devil in Yeah he's just the devil He's just the devil I want to let the devil win