Still blue, man he was.Silence falls in the saloon crowd,As
Everyone agreed that they were out of place thereThe town
Lying awake in my attic room...A clock struck six, a
He stepped right out of his shoes and kept walking
Get this bus moving,Get it moving,Get this bus moving.Still trying
Not a crumb of dirt anywhereWe are all alone here
Have The Devils. This Is Devil MusicI quite fancy, being
It's curtains for universality, the applause has faded away, and
Bring me the wizard,Being me the master of the science
She took the whip,Tried to give him a cut across
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