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Devil comes out at night Looking for some young bones to do his work Maybe you could steal and drive Sticking needles in your arm in the park Hey kids, where's the gun? Where's the old fun? Hey kid, where's your gun? Who's going to have this fun? Devil blows his wind down my road Looking for some fragile minds Maybe I could steal and get loose Maybe we could dance to get loose Hey kids, where's your guns? Don't you have no fun? He said, 'Hey kid, pick up the gun, don't you like this fun?' He said, 'Hey kid, pick up the gun, don't you want a little fun?' Devil blows cold down my road Looking for some young bones for his work You don't work, and you can't eat Devil's gonna pick up your bones, on your bones And devil's gonna dance on your bones, on your bones (x7)
Hey kids, where's your guns? Don't you like this fun? Devil blows cold down my road Devil blows cold down my road You don't work, you can't eat You don't work, you can't eat You don't work, you can't eat I heard it all, I heard it all I heard it, I heard it, I heard it, I heard it I heard it, I heard it I heard it, I heard it I heard it, I heard it all Hey, hey, hey kid buy a gun He said hey kid, buy some fun The Devil blows cold The Devil knows (x5)
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