Golden Devils

A couple golden lonely devils Reaching out for wanting food But only fools feed golden devils So watch yourself or you'll be out of you It's your birthday Happy birthday May this day bring all your night's best scenes come true It's your birthday Happy birthday To those stars full of eyes Trapped simian cries from noise-slinging monkeys at curbside 'Cause we're forever boys in corsets Growing closer to our choices Hanging feathers in the closet To the drumming of Mom's bracelets So sing on Like you mean it, like you mean it Sing on another tune or two 'Cause everyone goes through a gold rush or two With the devils peddling shovels for their due But the song goes on long after we're through Doing the worst we can do You say, yeah, but that was then, this is now With that blind evil Rapunzel poured down their mouths And now that we've spun 'round the sun again The night's best scenes are short-sigh stories once again And now more than ever, we're boys in corsets Crawling spirals towards those choices Trying to pry the closet open With a crowbar made of bracelets And we'll sing on Like we need to, 'cause we do We'll sing on another dream or two And score one more for the follies of our youth A devil will peddle anything for its due And the song goes on long after we're through Doing the worst we can do And it goes on and on So honey, hold on, hold on Yeah, it goes on and on So honey, hold on, hold on Hold on, we're just getting to the good part We're just getting to the good part The finest gift a hand-me-down This foolish hungry heart Singing along A couple golden lonely devils Reaching out for wanting food