Check it

See the day God let men shake hands

And aloud women to give birth

Is the day the devil stuck his

Flag in the ground

Declared it his turf

And at night he goes to sleep

But without closing his eye lids

Like a junky found dead

Under the docks of coney island

And he promises to speak the truth

Then he lies again

And aw it's venomous yes venomous yes

And no but were talkin' bout the devil

What have you come to expect

See there is some kind of upside

But that sky has yet to tell us

And it just keeps on rainin' bricks

And we've forgotten our umbrellas

Well I guess it's hard to see the devil

When he's wearing face paint

If you think you'll see him soon your

Bound to get impatient

You ain't a saint you a sinner like us

You see there ain't no proof that God

Exists but in God we trust

Venomous yes venomous yes

Lord it's so venomous venomous

Venomous yes

Venomous yes venomous yes

Lord it's so venomous yes

Venomous yea yea yea

He was spotted yesterday

Somebody sound that alarm

He was found dead in his closet

Venomous yes venomous yes

Lord it's so ven o mous yes

Venomous yes ven o mous