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