The devil tapped me on the shoulder
And beamed a big, broad grin.
I was getting used to sunday roasts,
and living life without sin.
But along he came, with a drink in his hand and he
devised his master plan.
He opened his mouth and his tongue worked ‘round,
"I have something for you, young man.”
So I took up with him on his darkened way
I walked along his path.
It worked for my old man I thought,
This could be quite a laugh.
Now I recall, when I look back, there was an
aching in my chest,
But I felt like I should ignore that. For now that
was the best.
We walked along snowy roads,
We drove in unknown lands.
We parked our cars in places filled with
Demons and contraband.
I tried to put aside this ache, I knew though
something was wrong
But I held onto the devil’s hand,
I listened to his song.
He sang me a tale of men like me,
he knew there down below.
Who strayed from the path many a time,
"it’s common don’t you know?”
I knew that I would be in some company
on a stool in Luci’s bar,
I may even see my old man in here
is that him holding that jar?
The devil said, "you can go to him
and hold his very hand”
I dreamed about this moment in time,
I wanted it so bad.
But just before I went across
and made that fateful step
Something came flooding over me,
something I had to address.
I asked dear luci what he wanted from me
so very much?
But why on earth did talking to him give my life
such a rush?
The lyrics and lines he spoke to me
were like a siren’s call
He caressed me into thinking that my life was
more important than all.
The devil called me up last night
when my wife was at the shops.
I couldn’t recall quite what he wanted
just heard his tricky songs.
And I was tempted to go and meet him down the
lanes of fear and shame
But I thought about my wife again, buying things for me,
in the rain.
I thought about innocence, of greediness and shame.
I thought about the men like me and all the burning pain,
the devil’s spread around the world and all the homes in flame.
I thought about my father’s end as I stared down at his grave.
I thought about my decision making and
on that fateful day,
I saw that an hour in the sunshine
is not worth a life in the rain.