You've got black hair that floats like a river 
As it falls down the back of your neck 
But your heart is so cold that 
I shiver Then your trail is a graveyard wreaks 
And your act is all smoking mirrors 
And the crowd's getting wise to your tricks 
You better move it along to the next little song '
Cause the air is getting thick as brick 
And time has everybody down in the end and honey you know you're next 
Yeah the devil takes every one of us in the end and honey you know you're next 
You've got stars of the night in your eyes 
That sends chills down a crippled mans spine 
There's blood on your hands from the locals who've died 
There's a black hole inside your mind 
Honey that's just how my thoughts run 
In this dark and depressing old night 
As I sit here alone by the disconnected phone 
And listen to the neighbours that fight 
Yeah the time catches up with us all in the end 
And honey you know you're next 
Yeah the devil takes every one of us in the end 
And honey, you know you're next 
Yeah honey, you know you're next