Speak Of The Devil
As the devil beats his wife tonight
All hell is breaking loose
Across a blackened sky
And it makes me wonder what she done
It makes me wonder why
Did she forget to make his bed?
Did she burn his dinner bread (why)?
Did she mix his drink to strong?
What did she do so God damn wrong (why)?
Speak of the devil, hey mister devil speak to me
Speak of the devil, hey mister devil speak to me
Speak of the devil, there's a devil inside of me
Out of the frying pan into the fire
Out of me this devil jumps again
As the little one looks on to see his daddy
Growing horns here in this devil's den
Thunder rolls across the sky
Lightning strikes then goodbye (again)
Speak of the devil, hey mister devil speak to me
Speak of the devil, hey mister devil speak to me
Speak of the devil, there's a devil inside of me
I never meant to be the bearer of bad news
Out of the mouths of babes comes the truth I lose
Speak of the devil, look what I have done
Look what I have done (3x)
Fale do Diabo
Enquanto o diabo bate na esposa essa noite
O inferno tá pegando fogo
Sob um céu escurecido
E isso me faz pensar no que ela fez
Me faz pensar por que
Ela esqueceu de arrumar a cama dele?
Ela queimou o pão do jantar (por quê)?
Misturou a bebida dele forte demais?
O que ela fez de tão errado assim (por quê)?
Fale do diabo, ei, senhor diabo, fale comigo
Fale do diabo, ei, senhor diabo, fale comigo
Fale do diabo, tem um diabo dentro de mim
Saindo da frigideira e caindo no fogo
Esse diabo pula de mim de novo
Enquanto o pequeno observa seu pai
Crescendo chifres aqui nesse covil do diabo
Trovões ecoam pelo céu
Relâmpagos caem, então adeus (de novo)
Fale do diabo, ei, senhor diabo, fale comigo
Fale do diabo, ei, senhor diabo, fale comigo
Fale do diabo, tem um diabo dentro de mim
Nunca quis ser o portador de más notícias
Da boca das crianças vem a verdade que eu perco
Fale do diabo, olha o que eu fiz
Olha o que eu fiz (3x)
Composição: J.J. Dupree / Jesse James Dupree