Keep the Devil Off Your Back - Alter Der Ruine

Hang your head low and don’t make a sound

Because he’s watching, the devil want to pull you down, down, down

Down in the garden where the wind don’t blow

Comin' in the night air, you know the Devil gonna show

Sing low a sweet a song for the night

You got to sing it for the sun, you got to sing it for your life

Lust for the morning

You Never loved so loud, walking on wildflowers, the moss, the crabgrass and an

earthy shroud

But the still nights hangs with dirt and whiskey and lye

You got to keep on creepin' hard

You got to keep away from his eyes

You got to walk, you must move away

Don’t look for the moon 'til the tree-line fades, 'til the willows sway

You’ve got to quicken your gait

Swing it wide to avoid the flies that will cling to you

Until a reach fire or hang on His divine

If your throat is dry don’t drink from a well

Because the water is sour, run through with what he wants you to sell

In a midnight choir where the grass don’t grow

He’s there waitin' for you, the Devil want to see you broke