All pay-phones are tapped. We have proof.

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We met Satan one night and wrote a song about it.

Heard about this guy called Satan,
His friends sometimes call him Lu,
He's a real bad cat, he'll make you fat,
If he gets his hands on you,
Your conscience will soon begin to fade,
someone elses shoes,barefoot the next day all you had to lose you threw away.

you'll get yer chance to cruise around in a limo' you won't know where the dope came from, you won't care cause it's free
you can have the public eye come stare through yer window,you'll find out what it is having more than you need.
damned if you do so you probably will a decision to be made and you'll have all you need,
so go on and throw it away
yer end of the bargain to be done when expected change yer righteous ways,you'll bask in the sun for years to come but you'll bleed for peaceful days.
so I heard you put yerself up for sale, people do it every day, but you got the bad end of this deal , never should have thrown it away,cause I lost my soul once when I dropped it, fell out of my pocket I was on my way to hawk it knew I would not make a profit.from a free man to the big chair,from a harlotte to a nun,from a smiling face to a feindish grin from a handshake to a pointed gun.