When the Devil's Loose

Up with the evening sun The river rolls on by The neighbors, they tell secrets, The neighbors they tell lies And somewhere the plane went down These things they never stop Somebody feels the knife And somebody calls the cops Oh, The living and the dying how easily you bruise Oh Delia don't go round when the devils loose. A figure waits in the shadows Someone drowned in the lake The march of Georgian feet down the highway Razorblades in the cake These dogs will tear your flesh You best give them a bone I see you there and i see your faces and i see they are very long The living and the dying how easily you bruise No Delia don't go round when the devils loose. And what does a mirror show you Can you see the grey Your sadness it is quite lovely But it is the sadness of a slave Why don't you give your self a rest Give your self some room You cant get your arms round everybody You cannot carry the doom... Of the living and the dying how easily you bruise Oh Delia don't go round when the devils loose.