Adam Turla - The Devil in Mexico lyrics

[Verse 1] "Well, I'll take two shots," said the Devil to the man And laid a little book on the bar Well Lord knows the Devil, he only talks sh** And only drinks whiskey from the jar And his hands were raw and his eyes were cold And his breath was pure alcohol And the sound of his voice it never got old And he talked and talked and talked through the night Kept sipping his ‘shine 'til the morning light Tumbled in through the shades and as he started to go I put three bullets in his back [Verse 2] Well the Devil's bleeding crude oil from a hole in his chest And its panging on the bedpan, dripping through the bed sheets And all the businessmen are putting pails beneath his wounds And pawning the oil at the market Well his heart ain't made of nothing but piss and vinegar And his boots have trampled more than you would know And his breath has split open the thermometer on the sill It's so f**ing cold in here since you brought in the snow [Chorus] x2 Black heart leaking oil in the pan Dealing insults with his free hand In this hospital bed bleeding Black heart, you shot the plan to hell And the apathy ate you up inside [Verse 3] Like slivers of lead inside your food He's the poison inside you And you eat until you're full And you eat until you're full He lit the fires inside your belly Full of medicine and whiskey The aspirin, Valium, codeine pills, and silver rum [Outro] x4 Someone say a Hail Mary for this house Bless the corners and burn the devil out