Terry Bozzio (drums)
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Roy Estrada (vocals, bass)
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Adrian Belew (guitar)
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Ed Mann (percussion)
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Patrick O'Hearn (bass)
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Tommy Mars (keyboards)
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Peter Wolf (keyboards)
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It was the BLACKEST NIGHT!
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There was no MOON in sight!
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(You know the stars ain't shinin'
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'Cause the sky's too tight)
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I heard the SCARY WIND!
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I seen some UGLY TREES!
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There was a WEREWOLF honkin',
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'Long the side of me!
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I'm MEAN 'n I'm BAD, (y'know I ain't no SISSY)
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Got a BIG-TITTY GIRLY by the name of 'CHRISSY'
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Talkin' about her 'N MY BIKE 'N ME...
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'N this ride up THE MOUNTAIN OF MYSTERY, (mystery)
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(How 're you doin'?)
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I noticed EVEN THE CRICKETS
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Acted WEIRD up here
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And so I figured I might
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Just drink a little BEER
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I said, "Gimme summa that what yer suckin' on..."
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But there was NO REPLY
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'Cause SHE WAS GONE!
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"Where's those TITTIES I like so well,
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'n' my GODDAM BEER!"
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Is what I started to yell, then I heard this noise
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Like a crunchin' twig, 'n up jumped THE DEVIL!
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(He's about THIS BIG!)
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He had a RED SUIT on
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An' a WIDOW'S PEAK
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An' then a POINTED TAIL
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'N like a SULPHUR REEK,
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Yes, it was HIM awright,
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I swear I KNOWED IT WAS!
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He had some HUMAN FLESH
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Stuck underneath his CLAWS
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You know, it looked to me
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Like it was TITTY SKIN!
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I said, "YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH!"
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('Cause I was MAD at him!)
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He just got out his floss
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'N started cleanin' his fang
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So I shot him with my shooter,
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Said: BANG! BANG! BANG!
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Then the sucker just laughed 'n said: "Put it away!
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You know, I ate her all up...now what you
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gonna say?"
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YOU ATE MY CHRISSY?
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"Yeah! TITTIES 'N ALL!"
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WELL WHAT ABOUT THE BEER THEN?
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"Now, were the cans THIS tall?"
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EVEN HER BOOTS?
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"Would I LIE to you?"
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SHIT, YOU MUSTA BEEN HUNGRY!
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"Yeah, THIS is TRUE."
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DON'T THEY PAY YOU GOOD FOR THE
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STUFF THAT YOU DO?
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"Well, you know, I can't complain when the checks come through..."
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WELL I WANT MY CHRISSY,
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Oh yeah?
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'N I WANT MY BEER
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Hah!
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SO YOU JUST BARF IT BACK UP!
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NOW, DEVIL, DO YOU HEAR?
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Look:
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"Blow it out your ass, motorcycle man!
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I mean, I am THE DEVIL, do you UNDERSTAND?
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Just WHAT WILL YOU GIVE ME for your
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TITTIES AND BEER?
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I suppose you noticed this little
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CONTRACT here..."
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YER GODDAM RIGHT, YOU SON-OF-A-WHORE!
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Don't call me that!
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THAT'S ABOUT THE ONLY REASON
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I LEARNED WRITIN' FOR!
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GIMME THAT PAPER! BET YER HORNS I'LL SIGN!
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BECAUSE I NEED A BEER, 'N IT'S TITTY-
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SQUEEZIN' TIME!
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"Man, you can't fool ME! You ain't THAT bad!
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Oh yeah?
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Why YOU SHOULDA SEEN some of the SOULS THAT I'VE HAD!
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There was MILHOUS NIXON 'N AGNEW TOO!
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'N both of those suckers was WORSE 'N YOU!"
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LET'S MAKE A DEAL IF YOU THINK
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THAT'S TRUE
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I MEAN, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE DEVIL SO...WHATCHA
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GONNA DO?
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HEH?
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Now hold on just a second...
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You wanna make a deal with me hah?
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Yeah!
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Well ah, I don't know man, you know...
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I just don't know about this...
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What?
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See, cause I...
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Listen, you're...are you losing your nerve?
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No man, it ain't got nothin' to do with nerve...
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You're supposed to be the devil!
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It's got to do...
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You're supposed to be bad!
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It's got to do with style, fool!
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I don't know if you've the right style to get into hell,
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you know...
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Well, actually, to tell you...tell you the honest to God
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truth,
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I'm very short on style as a matter of fact...
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Yeah, I know...that's...that's what makes me wonder
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But I have...I, I think I have something that
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you may be interested in...
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What is that?
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You can have my soul
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It's a mean little sucker
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'Bout a thousand years old
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But once you gets it
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You can't give it back
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You gotta keep it forever
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An' that's a natural fact!
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Ooh wee!
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Do you read me devil?
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Oh yeah!
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What? Am I supposed to be scared, man?
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Oh yeah, Reety, aw-righty!
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Oh yeah, that's real tough!
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I bet you're real bad!
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Listen fool, you've got to prove to me that you're rough
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enough to get into hell
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That you've got the style enough to get into hell
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So start talkin'...
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Alright, lemme tell ya somethin'
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Alright!
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| I'll prove to you that I'm ba |
