Rumble With The Devil

Artists : Deluxtone Rockets, The : Rumble With The Devil

Something isn't right
It's very, very hot tonight
And the bandstand's blowin'
Swingin' that line in a different kind of light
It's a place you have to stay
And you'll grind those teeth away
Well the theme is read because you're body's dead
But your soul can't run away
All the kiddies hangin' at the Voodoo Lounge
And waitin' for something to see
It's hate and greed in a three piece suit
And boy you'd better believe
Now the lights go down and the eyes look up
In a horrible ghastly fright
Then the devil comes waltzing in and says now
"Baby everything's all right."

[chorus]
You gotta fight, fight, fight
Rumble with the devil
When he comes in like a flood
Fight, fight, fight,
He'll be a waitin'
Oozin' up outta the mud
Now shout, shout, shout you're free
But that mean old devil will never be
So fight, fight, fight
Rumble with the devil
Rumble with the devil right

Now you try so hard to see
Past the harsh realities
But you're walkin' blind in a filthy world
With your lame philosophies
And you wonder why you fail
But your heart's all cold and stale
And I can see you're under that devil's thumb
And he's got you by the tail
Well you're just like the kiddies at the Voodoo Lounge
Just waitin' for something to see
Living fast and dying young
'Cause there ain't nothin' left to believe
And i can see you there with that glassy stare
'Cause you wouldn't believe a thing
Then the devil comes walking in and you see
He's got you on a string

[chorus]