Devil Slide - Eric Burdon

Spoken:

You recall Big Red?

He spent most of his life out on the road

Searching for that enigmatic devil slide, but he could never forget

What Muddy said.

Glass is best.

We was on that midnight train, driving to San Sebastian Spain

When he took a dead bottle of Beaujolais,

Slipped his ring finger into it’s neck and broke off the remains.

Then he looked at me with a gleam in his eyes and said,

«Eric, look out here comes the devil slide».

The devil’s on the loose

Waving his brand new pitch fork

He’s still looking good

He’s been polishing his horns

In order to bleed souls

Even those who have never been born

The devil’s on the loose

Riding in a brand new car

With a suit and tie and a Japanese cellular

He goes to church and prays

But he knows that faith don’t come in jar

The devil’s on the loose

Stirring his cauldron of bliss

And we taste the flavor

Not knowing we’re already a part of this

At the doors of every house

The dogs begin to bark

The devil’s on the loose and his eyes

Can see in the dark

He’s going to give you double of everything

You never asked for

The devil’s on the loose

Excited to have a new start

He preserves his tail

And loans out his two big hearts

One to keep you busy

And the other to tear you apart

The devil’s on the loose

And we’re stuck in the middle of his game

We’re talking it over

But nobody knows what they’re saying

So let’s make love baby

I’ll see you some old sunny day