Dancin' With the Devil
I danced with the Devil at the age of seventeen,'n' he danced with me to hell 'n' back and places in between,
Now the Devil was no friend of mine and often did me wrong,introduced me to the needle and the Crack rock on the bong,
Introduced me to a twilight world where drugs were my affliction,I took a chance,began the dance,straight into drug addiction,
I danced with the Devil and we danced into the night,where everythin around me now was either Brown or White,
Now the Devil he was devious,to dupe me his one goal,and the dance would never finish 'til he'd stole away my soul,
opI danced with the Devil and we're dancing to this day,my life's a mere existence that's been stamped with class of 'A',
Been going round in circles and it's tearing me apart,
I thimk I'm near the end then see I'm right back at the start,
So if Satan asks you for a dance pray heed the words I tell...or you'll be dancing with the devil,and he'll dance you straight to Hell.
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