"The Devil's In The Details" lyrics

End of October, suns fallen over
Wolves on the street
Wolves on the street
Roaming, Howling
Smoke in the distance
Strangers are calling
Paid for your time, paid for your time, boy
Hold on, Hold on

He's not underground
He's not in the air
He's not in that book you take everywhere
The Devil wears a suit
He lives in our town
He lives on our street
In your Home, In your Bed

Aren't you the bright one
Aren't you the trooper
Where did you go?
Where have you been Son?
Nowhere, With no-one
Talking in Circles
Point of confusion
Who needs a hug
Who needs a hug then?
You do, You do

He's not underground
He's not in the air
He's not in that book you take everywhere
The Devil wears a suit
He lives in our town
He lives on our street
In your Home
In your Home
In your Bed

House of your friendly
Local Accomplice
Shoes at the door
Shoes at the door please
Mind your, Secrets
Out in the Garden
Under the elk weed
Ribs in the dirt
Ribs in a dirt heap
Silence, Silence

He's not underground
He's not in the air
He's not in that book you take everywhere
The Devil wears a suit
He lives in our town
He lives on our street
In your Home
In your Home
In your Bed

The Devil wears a suit
The Devil wears a suit
The Devil wears a suit