Let the Devil In - Uncle Sinner

Well, the devil rode a pack roast to Baltimore

With his hands on hips, tied the stain of sin as he shuffled up from door to

door

Shined up his shoes, combed back his hair, drove into the silence like an

engineer

Eyes half open, no hurry to his face, nothing on the market but his angel face

Ah, the devil sat his night a helifax

And he hid some bones beneath the graveyard stones,

He hid his payments by the railroad track

He sank in the ocean 'till he swan like a dog

Floatin' up to harbor on a hollow log

Hand on the bottle, head on the floor, dreamed a devils dream while he

swallowed more

But hes just the devil, hes just the devil

You wanna let the devil in

Now the devil laid a black egg and when it gave,

another broken seed, another mouth to feed, a little fox

started to incubate

Lying in the bedroom, hand in your hair, perfect sense of emptiness for us to

share

Moon like a splinter and the hail on the ground, I sent 'em off a thank you as

the rain came down

Well, hes just the devil, hes just the devil

I wanna let the devil in

Yeah, hes just the devil, hes just the devil

I wanna let the devil win