Devil's Den
Temptation in Devil's Den: A Musical Odyssey of Desires
Lyrics
Walked into a bar called The Devil's Den
Entering a bar named The Devil's Den
The man at the door said abandon all hope ye who enter in
Doorman warning that entering implies giving up hope
Stuck out my hand and he stamped me on my skin
Stamped as if marked by the devil
The band up front was The Missing Links
The band playing is called The Missing Links
They were singin' from the Jonestown Hymnal, Jim Jones was mixin' drinks
Singing from the Jonestown Hymnal, Jim Jones mixing drinks
I was sinkin' low just tryin' not to think
Feeling low and trying to avoid deep thought
She walked in with her high heels on
A woman enters wearing high heels
Black light shinin' through a snakeskin dress showin' off a neon thong
Black light reveals a provocative outfit
Everything right about her was all wrong
Despite appearance, something is wrong about her
Then she pulled up a barstool next to me
She sits next to the narrator
Started talkin' about Zoroastrianism and how it set her free
Talks about Zoroastrianism setting her free
Then she stared me down said no what i mean
Stares at the narrator and emphasizes a point
She was hotter than Nashville chicken
Describing the woman's attractiveness using Nashville chicken
She was sweet like antifreeze
Comparing her sweetness to antifreeze
Like a sack full of playful kittens drownin' in the Cherokee
Contrasting negative aspects with a playful analogy
Everything wrong about her was exactly what I need
Her flaws are what the narrator desires
Oh, she's gonna be the death of me
Acknowledging the woman's potential to be destructive
Then we stumbled out to meet the sweaty dawn
Leaving the bar as dawn approaches
I was barkin' at the ants, she was doin' the technicolor yawn
Describing drunken behavior, possibly vomiting (technicolor yawn)
Then she took me to the river, baptized me in the mud
Going to the river for a symbolic baptism in mud
We was dancin' to Twisted Sister, we was drinkin' the devil's blood
Dancing to Twisted Sister and drinking metaphorical devil's blood
She was hotter than Nashville chicken
Reiterating the woman's attractiveness using Nashville chicken
She was sweet like antifreeze
Repeating the comparison of sweetness to antifreeze
Like a sack full of playful kittens drowning in the Cherokee
Reiterating negative aspects with a playful analogy
Everything wrong about her was exactly what I need
Repeating the idea that the woman's flaws are desirable
Oh, she's gonna be the death of me
Reaffirming the woman's potential to be destructive
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