The Devil Stole The Beat From The Lord Lyrics - Hellacopters

Got you concerned by some unconscious mistake 

A bit blacker magic for that soul selling sake 

Kinda caught you cold, a wicked twist on your fate 

Could call it crucifixion or subdue to create 

Got you fooled by a mass demand 

Bragging 'bout fortunes you're about to land 

And your loudmouth got your conscious sore 

But it feels so good when you scream for more 

The Devil stole the beat from the Lord 

It's time to set things straight 

Bragging like a brat that you got away 

You're goin' down and you have to pay 

Got you counting numbers and talking in tongues 

Got your name in blood, suck the air from your lungs 

And they have you playin' such devious games 

Where no bets are even, the dealer's always the same 

Now your illusions, they don't seem so grand 

What you call yours is just second hand 

Never question what they want from you 

Just get up and dance when they tell you to 

The Devil stole the beat from the Lord 

It's time to set things straight 

Bragging like a brat that you got away 

You're goin' down and you have to pay 

It's hard to smile 

When you choke on your laughter 

But the Lord works in mysterious ways 

Without a hint or a clue 

Got you fooled by a mass demand 

Bragging 'bout fortunes you're about to land 

And your loudmouth got your conscious sore 

But it feels so good when you scream for more 

The devil stole the beat from the Lord 

Do you got what it takes 

Keep braggin' like a brat that you got away 

Thought you'd last till the end 

But you don't have the means, oh no, you don't 

The Devil stole the beat from the Lord 

And the melody sway 

You're goin' down and you have to pay 

[Incomprehensible] 

Yeah, you have to pay