Song | Devil slide |
Artist | Eric Burdon |
Album | My secret life |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Eric Burdon/Marcelo Nova | |
Spoken: | |
You recall Big Red? He spent most of his life out on the road | |
Searching for that enigmatic devil slide, but he could never forget | |
What Muddy said. Glass is best. | |
We was on that midnight train, driving to San Sebastian Spain | |
When he took a dead bottle of Beaujolais, | |
Slipped his ring finger into it's neck and broke off the remains. | |
Then he looked at me with a gleam in his eyes and said, | |
"Eric, look out here comes the devil slide". | |
The devil's on the loose | |
Waving his brand new pitch fork | |
He's still looking good | |
He's been polishing his horns | |
In order to bleed souls | |
Even those who have never been born | |
The devil's on the loose | |
Riding in a brand new car | |
With a suit and tie and a Japanese cellular | |
He goes to church and prays | |
But he knows that faith don't come in jar | |
The devil's on the loose | |
Stirring his cauldron of bliss | |
And we taste the flavor | |
Not knowing we're already a part of this | |
At the doors of every house | |
The dogs begin to bark | |
The devil's on the loose and his eyes | |
Can see in the dark | |
He's going to give you double of everything | |
You never asked for | |
The devil's on the loose | |
Excited to have a new start | |
He preserves his tail | |
And loans out his two big hearts | |
One to keep you busy | |
And the other to tear you apart | |
The devil's on the loose | |
And we're stuck in the middle of his game | |
We're talking it over | |
But nobody knows what they're saying | |
So let's make love baby | |
I'll see you some old sunny day |
zuo qu : Eric Burdon Marcelo Nova | |
Spoken: | |
You recall Big Red? He spent most of his life out on the road | |
Searching for that enigmatic devil slide, but he could never forget | |
What Muddy said. Glass is best. | |
We was on that midnight train, driving to San Sebastian Spain | |
When he took a dead bottle of Beaujolais, | |
Slipped his ring finger into it' s neck and broke off the remains. | |
Then he looked at me with a gleam in his eyes and said, | |
" Eric, look out here comes the devil slide". | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Waving his brand new pitch fork | |
He' s still looking good | |
He' s been polishing his horns | |
In order to bleed souls | |
Even those who have never been born | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Riding in a brand new car | |
With a suit and tie and a Japanese cellular | |
He goes to church and prays | |
But he knows that faith don' t come in jar | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Stirring his cauldron of bliss | |
And we taste the flavor | |
Not knowing we' re already a part of this | |
At the doors of every house | |
The dogs begin to bark | |
The devil' s on the loose and his eyes | |
Can see in the dark | |
He' s going to give you double of everything | |
You never asked for | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Excited to have a new start | |
He preserves his tail | |
And loans out his two big hearts | |
One to keep you busy | |
And the other to tear you apart | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
And we' re stuck in the middle of his game | |
We' re talking it over | |
But nobody knows what they' re saying | |
So let' s make love baby | |
I' ll see you some old sunny day |
zuò qǔ : Eric Burdon Marcelo Nova | |
Spoken: | |
You recall Big Red? He spent most of his life out on the road | |
Searching for that enigmatic devil slide, but he could never forget | |
What Muddy said. Glass is best. | |
We was on that midnight train, driving to San Sebastian Spain | |
When he took a dead bottle of Beaujolais, | |
Slipped his ring finger into it' s neck and broke off the remains. | |
Then he looked at me with a gleam in his eyes and said, | |
" Eric, look out here comes the devil slide". | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Waving his brand new pitch fork | |
He' s still looking good | |
He' s been polishing his horns | |
In order to bleed souls | |
Even those who have never been born | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Riding in a brand new car | |
With a suit and tie and a Japanese cellular | |
He goes to church and prays | |
But he knows that faith don' t come in jar | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Stirring his cauldron of bliss | |
And we taste the flavor | |
Not knowing we' re already a part of this | |
At the doors of every house | |
The dogs begin to bark | |
The devil' s on the loose and his eyes | |
Can see in the dark | |
He' s going to give you double of everything | |
You never asked for | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
Excited to have a new start | |
He preserves his tail | |
And loans out his two big hearts | |
One to keep you busy | |
And the other to tear you apart | |
The devil' s on the loose | |
And we' re stuck in the middle of his game | |
We' re talking it over | |
But nobody knows what they' re saying | |
So let' s make love baby | |
I' ll see you some old sunny day |