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)