Poughkeepsie, Ny Lyrics - Strata Presents The End Of The World - Strata

I met the devil in Poughkeepsie, New York 

He took a seat right beside me at the end of the bar 

He said, I looked familiar, had we met sometime before? 

Yeah, I drank with the devil in Poughkeepsie, New York 

And I confessed that I hadn't prayed to God 

Since nineteen eighty eight 

He said, "Oh kid, you should try again, you know 

Before it's too late" 

I asked him where my soul would go 

If I just dropped dead today 

He smiled and said "Oh, you've got some good friends 

Waiting for you at the gates" 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

He said, "Just say the word and I'll give you fame and fancy whores 

Or would you rather die a simple man, just honest and poor?" 

I said, "Well, now I know who my real friends are 

And I can't ask for much more" 

I thanked the devil for my drinks and made my way for the door 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah 

Hallelujah