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To The Hilt The Devil Makes Three Now I know that you can see that demon As he rests in his towers on high Makin' us run after his pennies Most of our lives There ain't nothing we can do now 'Cause we all got to survive Sittin' down here Polythene Pam (Anthology 3 Ver.) The Beatles man Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag Yes you should see Polythene Pam See Polythene Pam Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt She's killer-diller when she's dressed to Devil Boy Seven Mary Three I slept throught easter yesterday right through christmas just the same the priest came up to me all up in arms he said, "devil boy what have you done?" The Plank The Devil Makes Three into the waves Down in Neptune's kingdom Where they make black drinks Octopus bartenders You can hear the mermaids sing That'll teach you all to try and disobey Here's a one-way ticket to your watery So Fast, So Numb R.E.M You're blasting yourself into the present Learn some vast indignity, stay that. You say that, you hate it. You want to recreate it. I've been around, I've been your lover. The Bullet The Devil Makes Three Well he opened up this shop at the age of nineteen Stealing anything the eye could see Said gather 'round you people, anything you need Keep my name on your lips And put the word out on the street And Devil Inside Inxs << Devil Inside >> --- Inxs Here come the woman With the look in her eye Raised on leather With flesh on her mind Words as weapons sharper than knives Makes you wonder how the other You And Me And The Devil Makes 3 Marilyn Manson Buckets full of better misery There's not a word for what I want to do to you There's not a word for what I want to do to you There's not a word for what I want to do to you There's not a word for what Polythene Pam BEATLES Yeah yeah yeah Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt She's killer-diller when she's dressed to the hilt She's the kind of a girl that makes the "News of the World" Yes you could say she was attractively Polythene Pam (Remastered 2009) The Beatles(비틀스) Well you should see her in drag dressed in her polythene bag Yes you should see Polythene Pam Yeah yeah yeah Get a dose of her in jackboots and kilt She's killer-diller when she's dressed to Hand Back Down The Devil Makes Three Headlights burn like torches on the way to a war Tell me what it was that we were fighting for Who is this god to which we sacrifice I say whatever he wants, we better give it to him twice You want to Worse Or Better The Devil Makes Three Lit like a candle and we burned so bright, gods showed their faces and we rolled the dice Dove to the bottom, drank so deep, blood black water put us straight to sleep We prayed for rain and we turned This Life The Devil Makes Three Well broken down outside Bakersfield man it started to snow Sleepin' sittin' up in the front seat cold wind it blows Well now people if you feel for your mortal souls get a job workin' at the grocery store Help Yourself The Devil Makes Three Even the devil was an angel 'fore he tried to rush the throne lord they threw him in hell there all alone now he makes a castle out of the sinner's bones you'd be angry too if you could never go home Well Dead Body Moving The Devil Makes Three to escape with all these tricks and charms It's far too late to ring the alarm We are just babies falling into the spider's arms I am a dead body moving, I've got lightning in my hand I won't be here Old Number 7 The Devil Makes Three I guess I grew up on an old dirt road Pedal to the metal always did what I was told Till I found out that my brand new clothes Came second hand from the rich kids next door When I grew up fast I guess Old Number Seven The Devil Makes Three I guess I grew up on an old dirt road Pedal to the metal always did what I was told 'Till I found out that my brand new clothes Came second hand from the rich kids next door When I grew up fast I guess Chained To The Couch The Devil Makes Three Well it's hot like ouch And I'm chained to the couch And my brain spits bad ideas out of my mouth Like a thousand words Circuits burst Crowd screams and here comes the hearse And I'm jumping now Out of Forty Days The Devil Makes Three Wouldn't take long for the rivers 'round here to rise Wouldn't take long for the rivers 'round here to rise Wouldn't take long for the rivers to rise There wouldn't be nothing but the sea and the sky Wouldn't For Good Again The Devil Makes Three Gather around you people now to the tale that I tell About the last time my friend moved he decided to move to hell They call it Creslawn California down there USA For God and his wisdom burned it down Stranger The Devil Makes Three Well, I'm alive like a sprouting seed, like the deepest roots of an ancient tree I did not come here for the bread, no, I have come to wake the dead They'll say tell us Jack what have you seen, where will Fun Has Just Begun The Devil Makes Three the general screams as hes torn out of his dreams now somethings gone terribly wrong the enemy looms on the battlefield but his entire army's gone the gatekeeper chews down his nails now hes startin' upon Mr. Midnight The Devil Makes Three House is burning, you can't go home Got no reason to be all alone Sneaking down the alley like a snake in the grass To see where you're going I don't need a looking glass I won't judge you at a distance Hallelu The Devil Makes Three Nothing is wrong here so I'm climbing up the walls Trying to kill this silence with gun blasts and alcohol I've been laughing, I've been crying, I've been living, I've been dying They say tell the truth Spinning Like A Top The Devil Makes Three When I was a rover, met a four leaf clover, she was Irish as the day was long I thought she'd give it to me maybe, now she's married with a baby, I've been dodging bullets all along Man, we would creep Black Irish The Devil Makes Three I'll be goin out tonight I don't care what I do I'll wake up in the mornin And I'm beaten black and blue I'ma feel tomorrow like a worn down pair of shoes The only point of this body here tonight is to Dynamite The Devil Makes Three stack of dynamite, it's true You can straight feel the blast when we brush against you Now hear me I've been hearing the voices of the grave Now every single one made me their slave Pushing their music Tow The Devil Makes Three Someone left a child and did not even care Before the first shots of the battle here had even pierced the air Yes they run now like them children to those arms of mother earth Trying to pretend as if there Do Wrong Right The Devil Makes Three Rather be a devil living life on a tail Than to be an angel at a church of hell Like electric song in the deep of the night Burning down the house along with everything in sight I ain't angry oh or nothing Devil On Tambourine Bic Runga Falling free An opportunity A place to get away A holiday Lucky me I've made an enemy I've made one two or three Lucky me Suddenly I could hear the harmony Beneath the apple tree Violent eyes