He drinks his whisky like others drink coke
And he sees no future , oh no , he`s got no hope
He finds no limit , his feet don`t touch the ground
The devil`s work is perfect , and his head spins round and round .

Now the evil is rising in his head
The evil comes near

Hear the devil crying

Every day he works hard , he works for his favourite drug
His life is without sense ; and theddevil has a lot of joke

Fills : michael
Solo : michael