Testo di The Devil's Gotta' Earn

I hear everbody talking wishin' I was gone Everybody else is doin' everybody wrong Well alright. I'm done hangin' round I don't need no needle, and I don't need no pills And I don't need no doctor to tell me how I feel Alright, you can keep the bill I been drinkin' poison and hopin' you'd fall ill So maybe I'm an angel and maybe I'm a thief Maybe I'm a beggar that you walk by on the street Alright, you cut off both my wings Sell me for a nickel the devil's gotta earn I don't need no banker to tell me what I'm worth It's alright. Some folks they never learn You're eating fire and you're praying I get burnt Papa always warned me, careful who you trust kings They build their castles with your blood It's alright they all just turn to dust So, let 'em take your wallet, let 'em take your things You got your soul, boy and that's all you need to sing Well alright then come on take everything Like stealin' flowers from the graves of the deceased They're doin' nothin and takin' claim for everything Like getting married without payin' for the ring