Sangtekst: Mischief Brew. Devil Of A Time.

Didn't we have a devil of a time?
Didn't we have a devil of a time?
A stranger stumbled into town,
he talked of turning tables a?˜round.
Didn't we have a devil of a time?

Shot and slam the glasses upside down.
Shot and slam the glasses upside down.
I was the last one to take a mask,
but the first one to strike a match.
Shot and slam the glasses upside down.

I did not paint a face on the sleeping guard.
I did not paint a face on the sleeping guard.
A conviction sleeps when the sun goes down,
so copper try and catch me now.
I did not paint a face on the sleeping guard.

Well the silent sirens wait in the alleyways.
Well the silent sirens wait in the alleyways.
a?˜Till the stone on board is cracked in two,
we can spin the red and blue.
Silent sirens wait in the alleyways.
The alleyways, oh the alleyways.

For the moon is under water,
for the carnival canals.
I gotta' rattle fragile waters.
For what's a city, with no underground?
Yeah, yeah, yeah's.
No underground.

To wander through a Venetian maze.
When the devil mocks the streets of New Orleans.
But the Devil's Brew I drank tonight.
Tomorrow have me exorcised.
I tighten up my necktie once again.

Rahahahahah

Crown me the merry lord of this rule.
With a cracked mask, late hangover, and a ragged suit.
Well I curb sided, I crept from sleep.
Some stranger left behind his reeds.
Crown me the merry lord of this road.

Hey hey, for the moon is under water,
on the carnival canals.
I gotta' rattle fragile waters.
For what's a city with no underground?
Yeah, yeah, yeah's.
No underground.

Didn't we have a devil of a time?
Didn't we have a devil of a time?
They say who's this drunkard stumbling down?
With rags upon that shorted brow.
Didn't we have a devil of a time?
Of a time?
Of a time?