god is swinging from the liquor tree
licking everything he finds
god knows all about you and me
lucky i got something to hide

well all along in the evergreens
baby's got a soul to steal
i know you and you know me
maybe we can make a deal

there goes adam with the devil's head
his body's all naked and red
well we're all naked now in our heads
but i know who made my bed

still i feel sorry for the devil's ead
his mother never taught him no good
i'm still swinging from the liquor tree
and eden is a [bad word] of a place

eden is a [bad word] of a place

talk, talk, talk, talk your devils down
sun, sun, sun, sun [bad word] out
and burn, burn, burn all your witches out
and work, work, work till the day is out