Devils's Ball

DeVILL’s BALL

Call me back when everything is over

The game has come to end the whistle blown

I can’t seem to find away to tell them

A criplled mind will snk if he is told

Temple of the soul is soft and fragile

More ways to get in than to get out

Please don’t ever take me for a junkyard

Never know what pain it takes to bite

So don’t you leave my body so departed

My bowels blown away to kingdom come

When angels get so drunk they miss the landing

And the devil gets the best out of the ball

I can’t hear a heart beat in this wasteland

As much light ahead as golden flies

Bucket load of shrapnel in my backside

Body count of a hundred easy way outs

Candles stuck as earplugs in the evening

Silver shades so news can’t shovel in

Emotions they don’t stick out to be fucked with

They’re precious when the damn comes cavin in