Devil With A Microphone Songtext
von Random Hand

You want reason? Here′s absurdity
Makes a better joke
High treason for your sanity
What a fire to stoke
When the collective cry of a million homes
Is like a dark arpeggio of semitones
Tent's full but I′m all alone with enough confetti to choke
I said
Wait I'm not ready
I didn't get the memo we′re a circus now
I said
Wait I′m unsteady
I didn't even noticed that we turned to clowns
You want laughter? Here′s the worst of us
Makes for darker streets


What's after? It′s nefarious where the dealer cheats
When a dark arpeggio of semitones
Is like a factory line of regressive clones
Outside there's a broken road
Where the mad and the evil meet
I said
I didn′t get the memo it's a nightmare now
I didn't even notice that we burned the ground
No sudden moves
Easy where you can
I heard the hooves
I′ve only got one plan
Keep smiling till you make it home
I just saw The Devil with a microphone
So keep smiling till you make it home tonight