While you're strolling down the fairway   Showing no remorse   Glowing from the poisons   They've sprayed on your golf course   While you're busy sinking birdies   And keeping your scorecard   The devil's been busy in your back yard      Steaming down the highway   With your trucks of toxic waste   Where you gonna hide it   In the outer space?    You don't know what you're doing   Or what you have to guard   The devil's been busy in your back yard      Sometimes you think you're crazy   But you know you're only mad   Sometimes you're better off not knowing   How much you've been had      You see your second cousin   Wasted in a fight   You say he had it coming   You couldn't do it right   You're in a western movie, playing the part   The devil's been busy in your back yard      Sometimes they say you're wicked   But you know that can't be bad   Sometimes you're better off not knowing   It'll only make you sad      They're coming down picadilly   Dripping at the dash   Wasting sticky willy   Covering him with their cash   They just might not have noticed, they've been beating him so hard   And the devil's been busy in your back yard   Devil's been busy in your back yard   Devil's been busy in your back yard