Lyrics

He got the eight ball in the left pocket Swore he wouldn't shoot it But D's in town, we blew it Let's play pool We'll go 'round the table We're all 18 and able 'Cause you got a twenty and I got a house key And someone beer I've got a simple explanation It's all the fault, the fault of Satan Let's crucify him for all of our sins The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) Why don't we die And join the 27 club? Or we could just pass out in the tub It's 6 a.m. and we're still up Jimmy Sweet said it's inside of us Let's live like Keith Richards It won't happen to us Hey man, do you want some more of this stuff? I've got a simple explanation It's all the fault, the fault of Satan Let's crucify him for all of our sins The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) The Devil, ooh-ooh Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) Why stay clean When the world loves a beautiful junkie? It seems inevitable, but here comes the sun I open up my eyes, I just want to close them Stupid things I said, then headache and depression Dear John, it's the last song I learned my lesson Beelzebub Beelzebub The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) The Devil Didn't make me do it (Beelzebub) Why stay clean When the world loves a beautiful junkie? Why stay clean, ooh When the world loves a beautiful junkie? Why stay clean When the world loves a beautiful junkie?
Writer(s): Zachary Rogenmoser, Alexandra Lee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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