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Murder By Death - The Devil In Mexico

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Published on Jul 24, 2008

THE DEVIL IN MEXICO

Well I'll take two shots said the devil to the man
and layed a little book on the bar
well Lord knows the devil he only talks shit
and only drinks whiskey from the jar
and his hands were raw and his eyes were cold
and his breath was pure alcohol and the sound of his voice it never got old
and he talked and talked and talked through the night
kept sipping his shine till the morning light
tumbled in through the shades and as he started to go
i put three bullets in his back.

well the devils bleeding crude oil from a hole in his chest
and its panging on the bedpan dripping through the bedsheets
and all the businessmen are putting pails beneath his wounds
and pawning the oil at the market
well his heart ain't made of nothing but piss and vinegar
and his boots have trampled more than you would know
and his breath has split open the thermometer on the sill
its so fucking cold in here since you brought in the snow

Black heart leaking oil in the pan,
dealing insults with his free hand
in this hospital bed bleeding
Black heart you shot the plan to hell and the apathy ate you up inside

Like slivers of lead inside your food
he's the poison inside you
and you eat until you're full
and you eat until you're full
he lit the fires inside your belly full of medicine and whiskey
the aspirin, valium, codiene pills and silver rum

someone say a hail Mary for this house
bless the corners and burn the devil out.

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