| Song | Devil's Work |
| Artist | Miike Snow |
| Album | Les Inrockuptibles : Un printemps 2012, Volume 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The blind here are so sharp and they cut | |
| The light from a primitive sun | |
| You know I really wanted her | |
| Society thinks so highly now | |
| This hotel I vomited on | |
| Before I lost the sight of her | |
| My man, he quietly closes the door | |
| Now the pharaoh is woken | |
| My hands, I feel like I’ve been here before | |
| She has already spoken | |
| Anyway | |
| There’s no reason to get hurt | |
| You don’t need to sell your shirt | |
| To do the devil’s work | |
| You’ve finally found your place | |
| You know it always works | |
| You know it always works | |
| I saw someone who looked like you on | |
| The platform at (unknown) station | |
| But from a younger era | |
| The lights in the bell house were still on | |
| We all need somebody to love | |
| Beauty clothe the naked | |
| My man, he quietly closes the door | |
| Now the pharaoh is woken | |
| My hands, I feel like I’ve been here before | |
| She has already spoken | |
| Anyway | |
| There’s no reason to get hurt | |
| You don’t need to sell your shirt | |
| To do the devil’s work | |
| You’ve finally found your place | |
| You know it always works | |
| You know it always works |
| The blind here are so sharp and they cut | |
| The light from a primitive sun | |
| You know I really wanted her | |
| Society thinks so highly now | |
| This hotel I vomited on | |
| Before I lost the sight of her | |
| My man, he quietly closes the door | |
| Now the pharaoh is woken | |
| My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
| She has already spoken | |
| Anyway | |
| There' s no reason to get hurt | |
| You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
| To do the devil' s work | |
| You' ve finally found your place | |
| You know it always works | |
| You know it always works | |
| I saw someone who looked like you on | |
| The platform at unknown station | |
| But from a younger era | |
| The lights in the bell house were still on | |
| We all need somebody to love | |
| Beauty clothe the naked | |
| My man, he quietly closes the door | |
| Now the pharaoh is woken | |
| My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
| She has already spoken | |
| Anyway | |
| There' s no reason to get hurt | |
| You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
| To do the devil' s work | |
| You' ve finally found your place | |
| You know it always works | |
| You know it always works |
| The blind here are so sharp and they cut | |
| The light from a primitive sun | |
| You know I really wanted her | |
| Society thinks so highly now | |
| This hotel I vomited on | |
| Before I lost the sight of her | |
| My man, he quietly closes the door | |
| Now the pharaoh is woken | |
| My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
| She has already spoken | |
| Anyway | |
| There' s no reason to get hurt | |
| You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
| To do the devil' s work | |
| You' ve finally found your place | |
| You know it always works | |
| You know it always works | |
| I saw someone who looked like you on | |
| The platform at unknown station | |
| But from a younger era | |
| The lights in the bell house were still on | |
| We all need somebody to love | |
| Beauty clothe the naked | |
| My man, he quietly closes the door | |
| Now the pharaoh is woken | |
| My hands, I feel like I' ve been here before | |
| She has already spoken | |
| Anyway | |
| There' s no reason to get hurt | |
| You don' t need to sell your shirt | |
| To do the devil' s work | |
| You' ve finally found your place | |
| You know it always works | |
| You know it always works |