The Devil's Got His White Tux On Tonight Songtext

I'm at the cash point when the sky gives up its rain
Spits out a ton and I'm back in the game

The devil looks after his own it's true
In his white tux thigh deep in the ooze

There's a cheap date with my name on her tonight
There's an inclination I don't try to fight There's some dialogue and we take our turns
There's a dance we dance as the dancehall burns
It's all so stale