The Devil Made Me Do It Lyrics - Still Stuck In Your Throat - Fishbone

You hide behind your eloquence 

And some sound advice 

But what's beneath your gross concern, 

Ain't nuthin' nice 

Manipulate us once again, 

To see your way 

But you all extort the chart, the cause, 

And you go disarray 

It had to be the will of god, but the devil made me do it 

There's no solution to this method 

Of passing the buck 

But there's one thing you can be sure of, 

His will remains stuck 

But she'll look good and that's all that matters, 

That's how you were taught 

In this situation you had no control 

To be distraught 

It had to be the will of god, but the devil made me do it 

When it comes to the verbal stinger 

You can surely talk a good game 

You're really good at pointing the finger 

You're a pro at placing the blame 

You're unbelievably good, but unbelievable just the same 

'Cause it's you that seems to be missing from every picture 

That you frame 

It was the devil, god made me do it 

And if it's any one of the screws at fault 

Well it's certainly not yourself 

And if the question is pointed in your direction 

You deflect it to someone else 

It's too late, we all participate in the kill party 

And read each other's thoughts with the R-A-D-A-R 

And ever increasing folly 

It had to be the will of god, but the devil made me do it 

When it comes to the verbal stinger 

You can surely talk a good game 

You're really good at pointing the finger 

You're a pro at placing the blame 

You're unbelievably good, but unbelievable just the same 

'Cause it's you that seems to be missing from every picture 

That you frame 

The super rich blame the poor, and the hungry blame the fat 

The preacher blames the sinner, and the republican blames the democrat 

The abuser blames the victim, and the society blames the music 

It just had to be the will of god, but the devil made me do it [X5]