Lyrics

He got the 8 ball In the left pocket Swore he wouldn't shoot it D's in town we blew it Let's play pool We'll go round the table We're all 18 and able Cause you got a 20 And I got a house key And someone warm beer I've got a simple explanation It's all the fault, the fault of Satan Let's crucify him For all of our sins The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) Why don't we die And join the 27 club Or we could just pass out in the tub Its 6 am and we're still up Jimmy Sweet said it's inside of us Let's live like Keith Richards It won't happen to us Hey man do you want some more of this stuff? I've got a simple explanation It's all the fault, the fault of Satan Let's crucify him for all of our sins The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) Why stay clean When the world loves a beautiful junkie It seems inevitable Here comes the sun I open up my eyes I just want to close them Stupid things I said then headache and depression Dear John, it's the last song I learned my lesson (Beelzebub) (Beelzebub) The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) Why stay clean When the world loves a beautiful junkie
Writer(s): Alexandra Mariel Lee, Zachary James Rogenmoser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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