God is swinging from the liquor tree
Licking everything he finds
God knows all about you and me
Lucky I got something to hide
Well all along in the evergreens
Baby's got a soul to steal
I know you and you know me
Maybe we can make a deal
There goes Adam with The Devil's head
His body's all naked and red
Well we're all naked now in our heads
But i know who made my bed
Still I feel sorry for The Devil's head
His mother never taught him no good
I'm still swinging from the liquor tree
And Eden is a hell of a place
Eden is a hell of a place
Talk, talk, talk, talk your devils down
Sun, sun, sun, sun is coming out
And burn, burn, burn all your witches out
And work, work, work till the day is out
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