Letras
Bust a flat down in Baton Rouge
Stay up late with nothing to lose
Wait a minute or an hour or two
I'll have something to prove
First comes one then six then ten
Wake up late and do it again
Doesn't matter what you do
There's nothing new
The devil's footsteps
It's so hard not to follow behind
The devil's footsteps
It's so hard not to follow behind
Try to run there's nowhere to go
So I sit back and I enjoy the show
When the curtain hits the floor
Please head for the door
Pick up sticks and junkyard dogs
My childhood never seemed so far
Everything is coming round again
Maybe I'll get it then
Round and round we go