Green eyed devil walked into a bar,
on a southern summer's day.
He had a poker face
and a pisces heart,
singed wings and a look of disarray.

We played hide and seek,
until there was nowhere to hide.
I was a fish caught on a hook,
and the hook was a bass line.

Just one dose
of his cyanide lips,
and I begged him
to deliver me to evil
with his electric hips.

I said, 'Possess my body.
Baby, gyrate my soul.'
He tasted like whiskey and poetry,
he felt like rock and roll.
We made the night ours,
and the night killed the day.
We were two colliding storms,
dancing in the rain.

Oh forgive me father
for I have sinned,
but dear lord, did you see that grin?
It's funny how hell can seem just like heaven.