Vive la devil…
You touched the devils hand
And it didn’t feel hot
That’s because you’re one of them
A right angry lot
I look at your clothes
They say misspent youth
Misspent on the wrong threads
Cause you look more than uncouth
20/20 might be calling you
Trust me in five years it’ll be smack
Your clothes won’t matter soon
Cause gov’ners don’t like baseball hats
It’ll all boil over
And one of you will get stabbed
Think it might change you?
You’ll just join a bigger gang
Come on then mate
What’s the big plan
Sloping around the streets
Begging for your next can
You touched the devils hand
And it didn’t feel hot
That’s because you’re one of them
A right angry lot