The devil can run, the devil can hide
In the tiny details or the morning sky
The devil's a star and he's got a new band
He plays the guitar with his idle hands
The devil is bored in the deep blue sea
He's got my number and he's calling me
There's nothing to say so we talk of old times
When he had his wings and I had mine
Take it from me, cause I ought to know
You got a right to get in trouble
Freedom to rise, freedom to fall
You got a right to get in trouble
The devil you love is the devil you knew
The devil you know is an empty suit
Nobody to tempt and nobody to save
Just predestination and DNA
The devil can't help, though the devil may care
The devil makes three when we're standing here
The devil can deal any hand you choose
Damned if you don't, damned if you do
Take it from me, cause I ought to know
You got a right to get in trouble
Freedom to rise, freedom to fall
You got a right to get in trouble
The devil's at work and he's gotta stay late
Heaven's a nightmare and Hell can wait
All the red tape, oh what's it all for
Nothing makes sense to him anymore
One of these days when it all goes black
He'll take a vacation and not come back
Lie on the beach and work on his tan
Write all our names on a grain of sand
Take it from me, cause I ought to know
You got a right to get in trouble
Freedom to rise, freedom to fall
You got a right to get in trouble
Take it from me, cause I ought to know
You got a right to get in trouble
Freedom to rise, freedom to fall
You got a right to get in trouble
You got a right to get in trouble
You got a right to get in trouble