6. Devil's Heart
The weekend is creeping closer
the world is off your shoulders now
You can fly down from your storm soaked clouds.
I won't take a "Thank-you, but, no sir".
Your heavenly savior woes are through
Take my hand and here 's what we can do.
Sing a lullaby and say goodnight to dreams that fell apart
'cause the full moon's light will wake your devil's heart
And its far too late to contemplate the meaning of it all
Put your cares to sleep and wake your devil's heart
Well. the witching hour is here
and the skies are crystal clear
Can't you hear that demon on your shoulders
whisper in your ear....
"Let your halo slip and fold your wingtips down just for a start
listen for the beat to wake your devil's heart"
Well, we're losing all restraint
But, we have the town to paint
and when Monday morning rolls around
you still will be a saint.
You look just like an angel. But, you sure can play the part
No one else would know you have a devil's heart
Though your pressure 's high and pulse is off the chart
only I would know you have a devil's heart
The weekend is getting older.
It's Sunday this song is over now.
The weekend is creeping closer
the world is off your shoulders now
You can fly down from your storm soaked clouds.
I won't take a "Thank-you, but, no sir".
Your heavenly savior woes are through
Take my hand and here 's what we can do.
Sing a lullaby and say goodnight to dreams that fell apart
'cause the full moon's light will wake your devil's heart
And its far too late to contemplate the meaning of it all
Put your cares to sleep and wake your devil's heart
Well. the witching hour is here
and the skies are crystal clear
Can't you hear that demon on your shoulders
whisper in your ear....
"Let your halo slip and fold your wingtips down just for a start
listen for the beat to wake your devil's heart"
Well, we're losing all restraint
But, we have the town to paint
and when Monday morning rolls around
you still will be a saint.
You look just like an angel. But, you sure can play the part
No one else would know you have a devil's heart
Though your pressure 's high and pulse is off the chart
only I would know you have a devil's heart
The weekend is getting older.
It's Sunday this song is over now.