You've got black hair that floats like a river   As it falls down the back of your neck   But your heart is so cold that I shiver   Then your trail is a graveyard wreaks      And your act is all smoking mirrors   And the crowd's getting wise to your tricks   You better move it along to the next little song   'Cause the air is getting thick as brick      And time has everybody down in the end   and honey you know you're next   Yeah the devil takes every one of us in the end   and honey you know you're next      You've got stars of the night in your eyes   That sends chills down a crippled mans spine   There's blood on your hands from the locals who've died   There's a black hole inside your mind      Honey that's just how my thoughts run   In this dark and depressing old night   As I sit here alone by the disconnected phone   And listen to the neighbours that fight      Yeah the time catches up with us all in the end   And honey you know you're next   Yeah the devil takes every one of us in the end   And honey, you know you're next   Yeah honey, you know you're next