I got my feelers out
 Pleasure I can give you pain
 I'm the demon of misfortune
 Let me tell you that bad luck is my game

 Fires burning make you cold
 You can touch but you can't hold
 It's an even split
 Between zip and the number on your ticket
 Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt
 I'm a nasty piece of work

 Down get down on your knees [bad word] gonna bring you down
 I'm the demon of disorder
 You know I'm gonna drive you into the ground

 As you're stepping through the door
 My shadow crawls across your floor
 Your dream of love
 It's not enough it's [bad word] to nothing
 You ain't seen nothing it's gonna get worse
 I'm a nasty nasty

 It's an even split
 Between zip and the number on your ticket
 Your dream of love
 It's not enough it's [bad word] to nothing
 Nothing to brag about dragging in the dirt
 You ain't seen nothing it's gonna get worse
 I'm a nasty piece of work