Speak of the Devil

The Spanish tune out at the Buffalo Nickel Would've seduced even you And the kitchen guys drinking warm Bud Light Out on the vista waiting on the moon Speak of the Devil, don't say a word You and me see eye to eye I'm not even trying another round, I'm buying Close my eyes, I'm alive Speak of the Devil, I don't say a word anymore Free karaoke on the tv screen, if you're sitting at the bar Perfecting the art of hanging on golf carts Round these blind turns in the dark Speak of the Devil, don't say a word It's a long and winding road Bucks and does are dying Happy but I'm crying Close my eyes, I'm alive Speak of Devil, I don't say a word anymore And the stars from the seashore Looks like Mars but I can't be sure Through the haze, is that LA calling me? Speak of the Devil, don't say a word You see what you're looking for You don't need to worry There's no sense of hurry Close your eyes, you're alive Speak of the Devil, I don't say a word anymore