Lyrics:
Give the devil his due
Or he'll come for you
He who sells his soul
Will live on until he is old
GIVE THE DEVIL HIS DUE
GIVE THE DEVIL HIS DUE
Give the devil his due
Feel the devil...
Shattered dreams, empty streets
Running from the law man
Take a cigarette, take your
to Illinois
He is the real McCoy
That darn Adelaide boy
He wears converse shoes
And speaks true blue
Paddle one’s own canoe
And gives the devil his due
A wee
like it when I dive
Inside your mind’s abyss
Oh if you knew, what’s in store for you
Yeah if you knew, you’d give the devil his due
I’ve met many
awaken this rage side me, you will feel all my wrath
You will know what you've created, I will give the devil his due
I will give the devil his due, I
Desperately
Give the devil his due
Know I'm thinking of you
I've been waiting to
Wake up from this dream
No matter how many times I close my eyes this is our
I like to bet
But I like the horses when their so clutch
I lose another race with regret
Well, you know that I'm no angel
But give the devil his due
that is turning the screws
The Lord of the Underworld
Let's give the Devil his due
"Welcome, GWAR, to my domain
It's nice to be called on by so many
and superstitions
Just like a star that keeps you wishing
I'm on a mission yeah I'm on a mission
And after all that I've been through
I gotta give the devil his due
good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my
your strings
Did you just run, to give the devil his due?
Can't you see that I was forced to believe in the word of you
I tried but you failed me
You
reason
Can I skip this season
I’m sick of the way I been feeling
I need a helping hand
Cause i’m running out of air
I won’t give the devil his due
to give the devil his due
But that won't change a thing
Cause you won't let me love you
Talk about a rough patch
Hell just don't compare
Hardest part is
good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my
gonna give the devil his dues
nervous breakdown doc what should i do?
never fall in love with a girl from BYU
she came in the record store and i fell
the devil his Due,
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul to think im better Than you."
"My names johnny, and it might be a sin,
But I'll take your bet
know it
But I'm a fiddle player too
And if you care to take a dare
Ill make a bet with you
Now you play pretty good fiddle boy
But give the devil his due
good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my
good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "My
but give the Devil his due
I'll bet a guitar of gold against your soul that says I'm better than you"
But the boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it
good fiddle, boy
But give the devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold
Against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my
fiddle, son but give the devil his due
I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "my name's Johnny
And it
the Devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold to get your soul
Cause I think I'm better than you"
The boy said, "My name's Johnny, and it might be a sin
But
pretty good fiddle, boy
But give the Devil his due
I'll bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
'Cause I think I'm better than you?
The boy said, ?My
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