Here we go We are taking it slow Pushing our way through the crowd Wait he said Got the devil in his head Singing his song out loud
Count to four and kick the devil out the door And watch him walk away like a prince Once again he's original as sin But there ain't nowhere to run I got the evidence
You and me and the devil makes three They'll try to tell us that it's wrong But wait and see he's good company And maybe he was right all along
Here we are caught the devil in a jar Found him out there sitting on a fence Once again he's original as sin But there ain't nowhere to run I got the evidence
We still got far to go But there's plenty of time And we're watching for the signs He says you're an old soul That you're one of a kind Out of your mind
Come with me Climb the apple tree Don't be afraid to take my hand Wait and see it is necessary A necessary part of the plan
Here we go it's the beginning of the show Without him it just wouldn't make no sense Once again he's original as sin But there ain't nowhere to run I got the evidence
But there ain't nowhere to run I got the evidence But there ain't nowhere to run I got the evidence
Compositor: Allison Margaret Pierce ECAD: Obra #18682899