We Sing Praises

I always knew you were a bad boy I used to think that it was cool You took me down just like a Rob Roy But now I'm coming next to you Run, Devil, Run Run Devil, Run Run Run Devil Devil Run Run I never knew about your red horns I never saw your evil start You used to be what I would live for But then you went and slapped my heart The promises that you promised Are about as real as an air guitar So watch your back cuz I'mma steal your car You better run, run, run, run, run Cause there's gonna be some hell to pay You better run, run, run, run, run And that's the only thing I'm gonna say, hey I wish I know the right from the start That I was dancing with the dark You better run Devil, Run, Run, Devil, Run Run Run Devil Devil Run Run Now that your living with a vampires You better get yourself a gun I'll make ya sing just like a boy's chior I'll string you up to have some fun Run, Devil, Run Run, Devil, Run Run Run Devil Devil Run Run Run Devil, Run Run, Devil, Run Run Run Devil, Devil, Run Run I'm throwing the trash, clearing the junk I'm firing the cannon, your gonna get sunk You better sail off to the seven seas There's not enough room for you and for me (Once again if you would please, "There's not enough room for you and for me") Run Devil, Run Run, Devil Run Run Run Devil Devil Run Run