"Blue Eyed Devil" lyrics

Blue-eyed devil
Blue-eyed devil
Born to be a God among salesmen, working the skinny tie
Slugging down fruit juice, extra-tall extra-wide

Blue-eyed devil
Blue-eyed devil
Thirty-three degrees, six-hundred and sixty-six
Dig-digging it, come on
Moving door-to-door-to-door, stoned motel room
Nice cool on the bathroom floor

Blue-eyed devil
Blue-eyed devil
King of Siam, get the trouble frying. Another devil
King of Siam, get the trouble frying. Another devil

Blue-eyed devil
Blue-eyed devil... blue-eyed...
Spoon to the lighter, to the lighter, to the gun
Devil lapsed out in a pool of sun