Up The Devil's Pay Lyrics - Old 97's

I'm gonna tend a bad fire until you come around 

I'd sing you real live love songs 

If I could get the feeling down 

I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way 

So I'll just pack up everything 

Roll it out and up the devil's pay 

I want to cause a bad scene 

But I gotta change my ways 

I want to hear your sound again 

I want to see you 'round someday 

I want to make you happy 

But the devil's out my way 

So I'll just pack up everything 

Roll it out and up the devil's pay 

and it seems no one can comfort me 

To take me from this station where I'm at 

Cause the things I love are leaving me 

And it's taken every single piece 

It's a grade-A mess and it's cutting teeth 

It's a big black wind that's blowing back of me 

I'm gonna roll up everything into a big red sun 

Boil til the room's insane 

Wave my rattles on and on 

I want to make you happy but the devil's out my way 

So I'll just pack up everything 

Roll it out and up the devil's pay