Lyrics:

Carrying prose
Broke my real friend
The devil bites dirty
We wax and we wane

The devil bites dirty
We wax and wane
(x4)

Licking alms
The devil bites dirty
Wrangling wierd taste
We wax and we wane

The devil bites dirty
We wax and wane
(x4)

There I guess he got his shoes shone
The devil bites dirty
Up 'till the wee wanes
Oh, we laugh in their faces

The devil bites dirty
We wax and wane
(x8)