Soul Coughing’s Blue-Eyed Devil Lyrics

Blue-eyed devil…Blue-eyed devil…

Born to be a god among salesmen.
Working the skinny tie.
Slugging down fruit juice.
Extra-tall, extra-wide.

Blue-eyed devil. Blue-eyed devil.

Moving door-to-door-to-door.
Stoned motel room.
Ice-cool on the bathroom floor.

Blue-eyed devil.

King o’ Siam, I got the trouble frying…another devil.
King o’ Siam, I got the trouble frying…another devil…another…

Blue-eyed…
Spoon to the lighter to the lighter to the gun,
devil lapsed out in a pool of some.
(repeat/fade)

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