Devils Night Out — текст песни (Mighty Mighty Bosstones)

Remember that night? it seems so clear

Now hes back and Im glad hes here

Three long years, millions of beers

But the devil is back, so girls, dry your tears

In his favorite club, in his favorite seat

Well I saw the devil, wing tip shoes on his feet,

Pork pie hat on his head, he was diggin the beat.

And the band ripped like demons

When he screamed, "turn on the heat!"

Well the devil was drinkin and dancin up a storm.

The band was so hot, my beer got warm

Just when I thought it would all cool down,

That evil motherfucker screamed "burn this place down!"

Wouldnt know the devil if he punched them in the face

Couldnt drink a six-pack, never mind a case.

Dont know how to skateboard, thats just a fuckin crock

Most of all, they got no balls

And dont know how to rock!