[Verse 1: Keith Buckley]
I tied the devil to the tracks
(Can you hear the train coming?)
I served him papers with a seal from the governor
The spoiler throwing voices, the vapors that they built this city on
But he don't write much for me anymore

[Verse 2: Keith Buckley & Dallas Green]
When we keep hell in our hearts
We make no excuse for our genius
So what's my excuse now that hell has abandoned me?
I enticed the devil out with a bottle
But maybe it was he who lured me out instead
When we slept in penitent beds
We awoke in the loving arms of attrition
So what's my excuse now that hell isn't courting me?

[Chorus: Keith Buckley]
Give me the strength to be widowed
Now that the honeymoon's over
Grant me the privileges saved for the sailors
Condemned with you all
Goddamn you all
Condemned with you all
Goddamn you all
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