Devil On The Radio Lyrics - Singles - Machinegun Mojo

I've woken up in a gutter 

I've woken up in a bed 

I've woken up in the county jail 

let me tell you you're better off dead 

if you knew, do do do do you now 

100 miles an hour all through the night, yo officer I'm being polite 

Livin in Reno, staying in a cheap motel 

Got in a fistfight there with a man from louisville 

and I let him win, yea yea yea let him win 

He stunk more than a pound of swiss, all showin off for his little miss 

I bought a pound of grass from a reknowned Sioux 

He aint seen the TV since 1892 

and that's the truth, do do do do you dig 

better tell him what you want he hates the white man but money talks uh huh 

I met a woman outside of LA 

I ordered whiskey she ordered fillet 

and I paid, do do do do you love me 

kissin with bourbon lips the more you drink the more you piss and miss 

Devil comes over the radio 

says my days are numbered, got 3 to go 

and I know that lying son-of-a-bitch 

wants me to get my kicks so my soul is his 

Still gonna do whatever till the day I die 

Which might be tomorrow, could be tonight 

oh baby when I say that my love is gone 

it don't mean I don't wanna play you a song, but.. 

*..x3 minusing a day each time and speeding up..* 

Devil comes over the radio 

says my days are up, its time to go 

and I know that dirty son-of-a-bitch 

is here to take me away from this...