god is swinging from the liquor treenlicking everything he findsngod knows all about you and menlucky i got something to hidennwell all along in the evergreensnbaby's got a soul to stealni know you and you know menmaybe we can make a dealnnthere goes adam with the devil's headnhis body's all naked and rednwell we're all naked now in our headsnbut i know who made my bednnstill i feel sorry for the devil's eadnhis mother never taught him no goodni'm still swinging from the liquor treenand eden is a hell of a placenneden is a hell of a placenntalk, talk, talk, talk your devils downnsun, sun, sun, sun is coming outnand burn, burn, burn all your witches outnand work, work, work till the day is out