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Speaking of the devil—then he turned around the corner
Speaking of the devil—and I found he was after me
Speaking of the devil—so I turned around the corner
Speaking of the devil—and I find I’m looking back at me
I think I’m drowning in my fears
I look fine but I’ve aged years
With every second year that goes by
I want something different, so give me something different
I better take off my clothes
They got dirty shoveling coals
Stripping me of my energy
Can’t get too much of her thing, she’s a lady Liberty
Speaking of the devil
Voices telling me go hear
The Underground Sound at the show, boy
Certainly you’ll see you’re too small
Your PC is so PC, call it love technology
Now it’s stay put at home
The box’ll never leave you alone
So take a flight with society
Can the garbage heap the trash, burn your money keep the ash
Aah ah aah ah
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