Up The Devil`s Pay — текст песни (Old 97`s)

I`m gonna tend a bad fire until you come around
I`d sing you real live love songs
If I could get the feeling down

I want to make you happy but the devil`s out my way
So I`ll just pack up everything
Roll it out and up the devil`s pay

I want to cause a bad scene but I gotta change my ways
I want to hear your sound again
I want to see you `round someday

I want to make you happy but the devil`s out my way
So I`ll just pack up everything
Roll it out and up the devil`s pay

And it seems no one can comfort me
To take me from this station where I`m at
`cause the things I love are leaving me
and it`s taking every single piece
it`s a grade-A mess and it`s cutting teeth
it`s a big black wind that`s blowing back of me

I`m gonna roll up everything into a big red sun
boil til the room`s insane
wave my rattles on and on

I want to make you happy but the devil`s out my way
So I`ll just pack up everything
Roll it out and up the devil`s pay