the devil wears a suit

end of october

sun's fallen over

wolves on the street

wolves on the street

roaming

howling

smoke in the distance

strangers are calling

paid for your time

paid for your time boy

hold on

hold on

oh

he's not underground

he's not in the air

he's not in that book you take everywhere

the devil wears a suit

he lives in our town

he lives on our street

in your home

in your bed

aren't you the bright one? aren't you the trooper?

where did you go? where have you been son?

nowhere

with no one

talking in circles

point of confusion

who needs a hug? who needs a hug then?

you do

you do

oh

he's not underground

he's not in the air

he's not in that book you take everywhere

the devil wears a suit

he lives in our town

he lives on our street

in your home

in your home

in your bed

house of your friendly local accomplice

shoes at the door

shoes at the door please

mind your secrets

out in the garden

under the elk weed

ribs in the dirt

ribs in a dirt heap

silence

silence

oh

he's not underground

he's not in the air

he's not in that book you take everywhere

the devil wears a suit

he lives in our town

he lives on our street

in your home

in your home

in your bed

the devil wears a suit