When The Devil's Loose

Up with the evening sun

The river rolls on by

The neighbors, they tell secrets,

The neighbors they tell lies

And somewhere the plane went down

These things they never stop

Somebody feels the knife

And somebody calls the cops

Oh, the living and the dying how easily you bruise

Oh delia don't go round when the devils loose.

A figure waits in the shadows

Someone drowned in the lake

The march of georgian feet down the highway

Razorblades in the cake

These dogs will tear your flesh

You best give them a bone

I see you there and i see your faces and i see they are very long

The living and the dying how easily you bruise

No delia don't go round when the devils loose.

And what does a mirror show you

Can you see the grey

Your sadness it is quite lovely

But it is the sadness of a slave

Why don't you give your self a rest

Give your self some room

You cant get your arms round everybody

You cannot carry the doom...

Of the living and the dying how easily you bruise

Oh delia don't go round when the devils loose.