You've got black hair that floats like a river
as it falls down the back of your neck
But your heart is so cold that I shiver
Then your trail is a graveyard rex
And your act is all smoking mirrors
and the crowd's getting wise to your tricks
You better move it along to the next little song
'cause the air is getting thick as brick
And time has everybody down in the end
and honey you know, you're next
Yeah the devil takes everyone of us in the end
and honey you know, you're next
You've got stars of the night in your eyes
that's in chills down a cripple man's spine
There's blood on your hands from the locals who've died
there's a black hole inside your mind
Honey that's just how my thoughts run
in this dark and depressing old night
as I sit here alone by the disconnected phone
and listen to the neighbours that fight
Yeah the time catches up with us all in the end
and honey you know, you're next
Yeah the devil takes everyone of us in the end
and honey you know, you're next
yeah honey you know, you're next