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