U.S.L.S. 1 S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 The moon shines bright in the desert night The other side of a clear sunlight The other side of a character Comes out to play before the day U.S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 The devil follows up out his plans He's makin' his work for those idle hands And his neatly packaged bird has flown This devil takes care of his own U.S.L.S. 1 [Incomprehensible] Clouds now greeting this aeroplane As if tearing across the empty sky When a bomb implant in the luggage hold This devil takes care of his own U.S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1 U.S.L.S. 1