The Twilight Singers - Number Nine

Devil-

Sweet talking fly on the wall

Blackberry belle of the ball

Just like you told me-

I'm gonna crawl



You trouble me

And I ain't myself anymore

I'm crawlin around like a whore

And you love me there on the floor



Come on, boy, don't be such a baby

And maybe – I'll bail you out

One more time

You got number nine starin atcha



Get back, boy – or I'll make you blind

You fucker –

This here's where we settle up-

One last sweet drink from you cup-

Hand it over, slowly-

I'm gone



Come on boy, don't be such a baby

And maybe – I'll sell you out

One more time

You at the foot of the master –

I'm faster –but I'm gonna take

My time-

And I'm gonna make you blind-













		
			



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