Paroles What’s a Devil to Do? (Alternate Recording) par Harley Poe

Matthew, 14:50
Bible says having sex before marriage is a sin
Drinking is a sin
Drugs is sin

John 3:16
Cuss words is a sin!

40:11!
pu**y’s a sin! f**king’s a sin!
Sin sin sin sin sin sin!

Well, reverend knows best
Go ahead, apologise to me

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I was born from an angel
And she raised me properly
I knew what I wasn't to do
I knew what I wasn't to see

But when you reach a certain age
Your destiny, it comes alive
So don't you bite the hand that feeds you
Or it may cut you with its knife

It permeates all through my bones
I let it live, I help it grow
I said my cup it runneth over?
Well I'm gonna let it flow

So I shot a man in Indie, just to watch him die
My mother asked me if it pleased me
And I couldn't tell a lie

Now Jesus died for them, it's true
But what's a devil to do?

Oh when the saints go marching in
I won't be there, 'cause I love my sin
Am I so bad that you hate me
There was a time when I could see

My hopes and dreams, they are no more
I'm not a rich man, but blessed are the poor
Oh man, forgive me, I turned away
I won't come back, so I have to pay

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And now there is rules to life, I know
And if you follow them you'll go
Up to the mountains and the clouds
And where the golden rivers flow

But I've always been so good at breaking all the rules
I wasn't made to be their robot
And I ain't nobody's fool

I am the goat that got away
But I know there will come a day
When I'll be punished for my mind
'Cause I led myself astray

I am a work of art, I know
I was created but down below
And if it's evil that you planted
Then it's evil that will grow

Now Jesus died for them, it's true
But what's a devil to do?

Oh when the saints go marching in
I won't be there, 'cause I love my sin
Am I so bad that you hate me
There was a time when I could see

My hopes and dreams, they are no more
I'm not a rich man, but blessed are the poor
Oh man, forgive me, I turned away
I won't come back, so I have to pay

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