I’m at the cash point when the sky gives up its rain   Spits out a ton and I’m back in the game      The devil looks after his own it’s true   In his white tux thigh deep in the ooze       There’s a cheap date with my name on her tonight   There’s an inclination I don’t try to fight There’s some dialogue and we take our turns   There’s a dance we dance as the dancehall burns   It’s all so stale      I’m at the cash point when the sky gives up its rain   Spits out a ton and I’m back in the game      The devil looks after his own it’s true   In my white tux neck deep in the ooze