Lyrics:
Idle hands are the devil's playthings
The devil's playthings, the devil's playthings
Idle hands are the devil's playthings
The devil lives deep
Yeah!
Idle hands are the devil's playthings
All I have; a needle and thread
And so I work 'til I'm dead
I work 'til I'm dead
I fucking work 'til I'm
you got one foot in the bin
The tables turn when the needle starts to skip
Idle hands are the devils playthings
Spanner's in the works
Departing like
From The Devil's Hands are Idle Playthings
Captain
Who is this one eyed female baby Moses?
With courage in her female babies smile?
Orphans
than just bottles washing up on the rocks
And your idle hands are what he wants
Your songs of pity are the devil's waltz
They are the devil's waltz
and the deep blue sky
My idle hands a plaything for an idle mind
I've got the de-, got the devil on my shoulder
I've got the devil on my shoulder
On my
With my idle hands there's nothing I can't do
But be the Devil?s plaything baby and know that I've been used
Your lips are cold, they suffer me
The devil makes work for idle hands
Yes, the devil makes work for idle hands
Of mice and men, the best laid plans
Fall apart, for time runs as sands
The devil
the devil's plaything, the devil's plaything.
hands so idle you can hear them ring.
Fly like an ego, swell like a sting
I am the devil's plaything
I am a dirty
Money
(Money)
Lie for it
Spy for it
Kill for it
Die for it
So you call it trust
But I say it's just
In the devil's game
Of greed
fingers shake
My hands are idle
Idle hands, idle thoughts
What the devil can I do?
Just what my momma taught
What my poppa taught me to
Every time I see
they heard us
Bum smoke money from the offering
Mama said, "Idle hands are Devil's handy work"
Oh, the trouble you'll get into
You got nothin' better
they heard us
Bum smoke money from the offering
Mama said "idle hands are devil's handy work"
Oh the trouble you'll get into
When you've got nothin'
Heavy hands of discipline
Where are you as my mind becomes undressed
Idle hands, the devil's plaything
I have let myself become depressed
Wasting
a cycle
Make a friend of all my rivals
Devil's work is hands that idle
Take a hit of cyber psilo
I misspoke that's typo
Please don't let my secrets out
too soon
Good thing my music, is keeping my brain busy
Because idle hands are the devil's tools
Idle hands are the devil's tools
Idle hands are
a river going so fast, so strong
Gotta keep on moving up moving out
Idle hands are the devil's playground
Ain't no time like the present
Ain't no past
the cannibals
Restless minds are playthings for the devil
Idle hands, time slipping through the fingers
Fate of us discovered at the bottom
Earth infernal, out
off the shelf
I'm so alone and I can't help myself
If idle hands are the devil's playground
You see, Lucifer would have a ball with me
So I'm still
illusions
For my paw to keep playin' with
Amazin' belly rub
They say that idle hands
Are the devil's playground
Well, wouldn't it be nice
To be Beelzebub
flips
Ain't no way stop
Over then under
We drop
Idle hands
Devil's plaything
Fell down the hole
And Ended up in chains
How long must I
Turn these tables
for me
But it’s better to run with the devil you know
These idle hands upon your shoulders
Are only there to let you down
It’s bad enough to leave you
on my hands
Idle hands are easy work for the Devil my friend
I've got too much time on my hands
I've got too much time on my hands
Idle hands are easy
the lines...
Idle hands have vandalized
Every dying memory
Of whats left alive
With no difficult goodbyes
I've become the amputee
Reaching for control
Of all my
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