Devil for a Day Songtext

von Martin Walkyier

There's a part of me which hopes
The Christians got it right;
That God is real - a Hell exists where sinners burn.
'Cause then I know we'll meet again,
(upon some flame-lit, starless night).
Chained side-by-side to stand in line - await our turn.

I'd love to spend eternity in Purgatory with you;
Each breath of living-death evokes a sweet nightmare it's true.
Forever wracked with torment's such a paltry price to pay....
If they let me be your Devil for a day.

It's often said the good die young;
That's how we've lived so long.
I think that none dseerve damnation more than we.
So I'll raise a hearty toast
When I feel my buttocks roast.
Glad just knowing you're there suffering with me.

Your pretty pleas for mercy I'm afraid will be in vain;
We compliment each other like the martyr and His pain.
My soul hangs in the balance - they can have their wicked weigh....
If they let me be your Devil for a day.

They may torture me without restraint;
I'll take it all - make no complaint.
A smile across my broken face would play...
If they let me be your Devil;
(In my duties I could revel),
If they let me be your Devil for a day.

Let me be your Devil for a day.